Hypermnesia
Dreaming the poems
I've created
Contemplative moments
For wandering
Through mist
And transparent streets of
Times once lived,
I feel other-life in places I visit,
Possibly involved long ago
While memory teases and pulls;
I laugh, I hear, I write, I sing and
Enjoy the vision of other dimensions.
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