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Roam
In the dark and dusty attic
Her memories of him
Nothing less than sporadic
Strewn about in no particlar fashion
She tries them as if theatre costumes
Playing dressup like a little girl
In this least pleasant of backstage dressing rooms
Returning to a simpler day and age when
The men sailed overseas to combat
While the women yearned for them to return home
When the men fought the evils of the world
Wherever these may be at
And the women resisted tempations to stray
The urge to wander
Roam
Her memories of him
Nothing less than sporadic
Strewn about in no particlar fashion
She tries them as if theatre costumes
Playing dressup like a little girl
In this least pleasant of backstage dressing rooms
Returning to a simpler day and age when
The men sailed overseas to combat
While the women yearned for them to return home
When the men fought the evils of the world
Wherever these may be at
And the women resisted tempations to stray
The urge to wander
Roam
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