Ephemera, a short lived life of cherished times before the strife meandered into detritus with depth enough to bury thus beneath the memories with spite. Photographs torn up by his wife, the shreds did cut him like a knife, and nevermore did he discuss ephemera! Will his life soon be free from rife, will he discern a golden fife to lead him on without a fuss, down new pathways where he can trust treasure in the scraps of his life's ephemera?
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