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To Memories

Recalling the past and all those memories is sometimes awkward and uncomfortable. Within my heart I remember the happy as well as the sad and difficult times. But within my mind there is a fading clarity. Images, actions and occasions tend to drift away lost to the passing years. All that is left, all that remains of the bonds of friendship, support and love that once got me through the trials and challenges are merely haunting memories. To the memories then, may they be as clear as we would like them to be or at the very least as clear and real as they need to be to sustain us.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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