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Jan 2021
Memories flash through my head like a deck of cards
First in last out
Last in first out
Quad core, octa core

Signals stick and queue
Buffering and quick to view
I throw my head back
And drop it to reset the stack

Flickering memories
Lights of joy
Come to me now
Release the sweat from my brow
Aren't memories wonderful?  I'm told when we have a positive memory we amplify the signal and make it better than it actually was...
Brian Turner
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Brian Turner  United Kingdom
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