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Aug 2014
I have forgotten what you look like
Your smell and touch
Mind scatters when pulled to retrieve you
Memories mirage likeΒ Β lingering smoke from fire
Funny how time no longer hiccups in anticipation of you
You are the forgotten tune hummed
Beautiful and decadent in space
You are sprinkles of notes for greater melodies to come
Yvette
Written by
Yvette  Philly
(Philly)   
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