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Re-cycl-ed


 I re read
Words jagged thru' misty eyes
I see through
the repeated effort thrice
To make sure
am unwanted
words that reshape
again n again
in the mind
That had so long
trusted you unquestioned
I cease it all
Not by will
But thru' words
That ceased me quick
An abandonment
like some lonely washed shore
A finality 
That spelt itself cold.

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