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in memory’s wake
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2024
Do you remember? Would you know my gait
If only words were left to bear my truth?
While all else lies concealed behind its weight,
Perhaps our thoughts could bridge the loss of Youth.
In conversation’s dance, our souls may meet,
Recalling days when we rode waves of verse.
With every line, their rhythm felt so sweet,
Yet now, it seems we’ve drifted—just a curse.
If only you had shared my silent plight,
To linger in dark echoes of the past,
Would memories ignite like stars at night,
Reminding us that bonds like ours can last?
So let us seek those moments once again,
And find the path where poetry began.
