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Memento
I sit down here and think of you,
I know you’re thinking of me too;
I’m happy that within this world
Our two fates are together hurled.
Here is one whom I can talk with
Without worry o’er the words;
Someone I could run or walk with
Through my life and see the birds.
When I’m with you it’s no matter
Whether we begin or end;
Happiness that may soon tatter
Shows no vestige of such trend.
Whither go we? Should I care?
What matters more is here, not there.
Everything seems so grounded in time;
I wish to cast my fate with Rhyme.
