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Jun 11
Memories—
That is all I have.
Of your smile,
Of your touch,
Of your tears,
Of our time.

That is all I have—
Memories.
Fleeting memories,
Changing memories,
Fading memories.

And no prayer,
No science,
No ceremony,
No time—
Can change that fact.
Written by
Dsurvival  22/M/Nigeria
(22/M/Nigeria)   
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   Blue Sapphire
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