Forgotten

Sitting on the shelf like an old forgotten book, she watched as her life gently passed her by, aging her soul with neglect. Hours, days, months, and years, the dust built on her as did old novels that the world forgot existed. She screamed with fears of being replaced by a modern version of a lost life, each generation forgetting a classic’s beauty.

A.J. Luna

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