Missing Page
10/16/2017
For
every single missing page
There’s
a story to be told.
What
happened there, where did it go?
I’m afraid you may never know.
I’m afraid you may never know.
Missing
words don’t leave any evidence,
Only
the page leaves part of itself.
A
tatter, a rip, some missing paper;
The
only one who knows is myself,
And
what was there is a mystery
That
I’ll leave for you to guess at.
Good
luck, I’m afraid you’ll never know
For
these pages are my own format.
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