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Nov 2013
I could lie
and put my memories on fire
turn my feelings
into ashes
but what good would that be
if I'd miss
not you
but something I never knew
I once had?
My mother said
and I remember it well,
"keep in memory what you had,
it is what brought you here."
And maybe,
it is what will bring you back.
sailor
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