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I Forgot His Laugh

I don’t have all my memories
Ive salvaged some, 
Ive sold some,
Ive swallowed some.
And ive even stole some.

But in my sleep 
Was a sound that I would keep,
Something soothing,
Something moving,
Something sonorous 
Like a gospel chorus.

That echoed enthusiastically
From the wooden pews 
To the heavenly balcony
That rang through the ancient halls
And bounced playfully off the walls
And all of its glorious rapture
My mind would zealously capture.

But I can’t remember now,
That so familiar sound,
That was taken away from me,
Torn right out of my memory.

I wonder if my father would bare some wrath,
If he found out that I’d forgotten his laugh.

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