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"A surplus of memory"

28.05.2008

"A surplus of memory"*

Darker than November nights
Falling softly on the snow -
Memories I cannot fight,
Memories that wouldn't go.

When I looked into your eyes
Happiness was all I saw -
Now the past - I cannot fight,
Now the past just wouldn't go.

As I very shyly reach
For a hand that's never there - 
Memories - they stop my heart,
Memories - they wouldn't care...  



* title taken from Yitzhak Zuckerman's book


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