Time Past
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The rustic table
once furnished hearty food,
rough, red wine,
hosted kind,
happy, singing country folk.
Their shadows and footprints
still remain in
dust blown through
an open, broken door
of time past,
and the light
of an extinguished candle
burning in the imagination.
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