When a memory is sharp,
It cuts like a blade,
When a memory is new,
It feels like it will never leave,
Time passes as normal,
And the memory wains,
Time never stalls,
And the memory weakens,
Till the memory looses meaning,
And seems to stop stinging,
Before long people forget,
And loose the reasons.
This is wonderful ❤️
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Thank you 🙂
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