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Some yellowed faded leaves fallen out

Some New Chapters added in..

..The Book of Life written again

The writing afresh begins..

What pen writes my life anew

What Story it Unfolds

I’m No One to see it through..

No one to read the end before.

The episodes that fell apart

had meaning then,

Their Time is well-spent but SPENT

Slowly the book’s broken bindings mend..