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Feb 2013
I remember when we were young,
The soft tread snow held us close,
we ran through the woods,
dressed warm in cross-stitched clothes.

I remember when we were well spoken,
Tiny oceans passing on giant sails.
the sun was a sign of promise,
the moon saw us dancing by hotel rails.

I remember when we were cautious,
the lights were dimmed in eyes,
the lamps turned low too,
a crumpled heap of office ties.

I remember when we were addicted
hands stained with gasoline and ash.
Burned lips that clung together,
victims of timeless youth and cash.

I remember when we were worried,
short stories and family,
strewn together for comfort,
I looked at you mirrored as if happily.
I remember the end,
I remember when we were happy,
I remember when we’d had enough,
I remember love.
James Bell
Written by
James Bell  England
(England)   
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