Remember

Indelibly etched memories
If I close my eyes, do they exist
Do they lose their color and weight,
their sound and feel

Or do they come alive in
Boundless dreams
That wake me with the taste
Of fresh hope

Do they pale and wane
And waste away
Or dance in joy
At my heart’s recall

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