Happy Memory
The gentle touch that brings me back to life
and revives the waning spirit in my soul
will soon be lost forever.
The memories will linger on and on
a constsnt reminder of the golden days
that we hoped would last forever.
Time well spent when both perceived a need
and found it in each other,
but forever proved impossible.
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