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May 2018
It feels weird, that
I could cherrypick
what to and
what not to remember,
Some things, you
just completely dismiss
till someone says,
"Remember when.."
Then out comes the
flushed memories, idling...
But others?
You can't even scoop out
from that bowl of a head,
Even with a sharpened,
heated spoon.
Maybe it is true, that remembering is both a curse and also a blessing
Written by
Ahmad Azry Ahmad Razally  26/M/Malaysia
(26/M/Malaysia)   
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