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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