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Left Behind

(Excerpted from a forthcoming short story)

The deep, constant thud against my chest
All my life,
Never ceasing,
That could change…
Everything has changed.
I have changed.
Life can never be normal again.
Not after what happened.
I just want it all to end.
To evaporate
Into those elapsed reminiscences of amnesia prone minds
Of time.
To be forgotten.
Not lost,
But left behind. 
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