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Lost Memories

Mumbling forgotten words
to a hungry wind.
Listening for the return
of sacred memories.
Waiting,
Watching,
Wishing
for lost memories
that slip from my grasp
right as I think
"I have it, at last!"
Lost but also found,
always a blurry image
taunting with familiar sound.
A the tip of the tongue
ready to slip.
A familiar face
whose name you would've sworn you'd never miss.
Were have you seen it before?
Were else have you had that feeling before?
None other than in the hungry wind,
Waiting watching,
for the return of lost memories.

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