Scavenger of Memories

Here comes the scavenger of

Loose ends and lost memories.

He limps but not of injury.

It's the weight that gets him.

He carries out baggage, a slave

To our constant existence.

He asks for nothing yet we

Pay no attention.

His destiny is to pick up

The pieces and he's tired.

Yet he asks for no mercy

And none shall be given.

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