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Forgotten Memory

The forgotten memory Years ago I received a video from a place I had left I put it in a drawer where it languished for years, yesterday I played it an eerie a part of a history I had forgotten, yet it didn`t stir my emotion seeing me when I was young and all the other people in the street it appeared abstract most of the people moving about talking, dancing, and laughing were with a few exceptions, long time dead. Later what I had forgotten floated up as broken pieces of a puzzle that made no sense . A beautiful girl why did he behave so bad towards her, screaming a glass with high stem broke in my hand I called her a whore my jalousie was a crescendo of uncurbed rage, I try to remember more but only see blood on a table cloth mine? The embryo not born had upset the galaxy and the blessed amnesia Descended, the first act was over my first love had gone, streets are grey after rain. I threw the video into the fire I don`t want to shed tears for the hopelessly lost.

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