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There is a beauty to remembering
or may be
putting a date stamp to memories
which flow eternal with you

There was wine,
i remember
but all else i forget
and thats how it ought to be
for all my words
diffuse around you
while i simply pour
out of myself
like a silent river
in embrace of
her sea.




Poetry by Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
Written on 2025-05-16 at 18:47

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