I dreamt of past loves
As though they were still alive:
A flame still flickers
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Poems and Petals 
Smouldering embers.
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What was is part of our lives and made us who we are…. we cannot forget anyway.
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Very true, Erika! Hope you are having a lovely weekend 😘
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Thank you, it is a good one so far. Hope you had a nice one too! 💖
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good job vonita, great poem. ❤ xx
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Thank you, Carole Anne!
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