Saturday, November 29, 2014

all I've lost in my passage through

this earth is still in my possession

the content of my being

is memory and memory holds

even more than I can consciously remember

so much more than I bank my sense

of well-being on and makes a mock of the small folly

of thinking all is lost...nothing is....

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