Fading Familiarity
I saw her many years later
and instantly realised the truth
in time's supposed usual strike
between the memories and the reality.
I am still glad, however,
What remains with me
shall be mine to hold,
Forever.
Poetry by sagi
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Written on 2021-01-11 at 22:55
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