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Memory
If I ever settle this paradise lost
I’ll remember to be careful
These eyes roam uninhabited
where reflection becomes regret
of a mind bankrupt to gaze on strangers
listening for intimacy in the air of silence as this silence leaves your body
you hope to return sound
Sound as this house that beckons
you to remember
a room alight not bright
but deep enclosed in recess
where memories echo
once gathered to choir
and reminiscence on harmony
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