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Thoughts track back, as a fox on the run
Though the memory is seared, a toasted bun. 
Memory remember me, because I have forgotten. 
Recollection fail us not, because my retention is rotten. 
Data exists in the web that the universe is built on. 
And once uploaded, it is forever ingrained, will never be gone. 
The door is locked, the file lost, it’s taking too long to load. 
I’ll get it unblocked, whatever cost, I need it to continue my road. 
Memories play, day after day, and drop in whenever they want. 
But when I need one now, then my lost thoughts have skills they like to flaunt. 
I know they’ll find me, when i try for sleep, in the witching hour. 
It’s the best time we know to be reminded of the brain and it’s power. 
Nothing is ever lost, not to us, just a little hidden. 
Memory forget me not, but just in case, I will have my thoughts and words written.

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