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Oct 2020
Have you ever noticed that life is a memory but the current moment?  

It fades so quickly sometimes you don’t have time to hold on to it.  

The only thing left from yesterday is a faint perfumed moment in your mind.  

Like smoke, it slowly releases itself into the universe until it becomes smog and part of the other experiences you collected.

It fades when another comes to shove its way into the current passages of our lives.

It’s rare for someone to be able to keep it for a lifetime.

Life is but a passing moment an instant blink that lasts less than half of a second.  

A dream of sorts, or a clouded sky moving upon the forces of the wind.  

For me its a storm that builds it never fades, it just keeps collecting more of itself, gathering within my mind.  

My mind is polluted with memories.  

I am a bottomless pit of past experiences that never leave me.  

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton
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Amanda Shelton  37/F/Bakersfield California
(37/F/Bakersfield California)   
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