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Lack of Memories
A lack of memories
(so incomplete)
another corner at which we meet
yet we just stand
eyes fixed into stare
awaiting the dream to catch us there
It won't fall into place
because we won't reach
gaze into eachothers empty faces
that nameless beach
of memories past and long forgot
those times we had
(or perhaps did not?)
the confusion of thoughts
that reside in this mind
enter and leave
split and divide
and then they subside
and we again say hello
I've met you before
but how could we know?
