Me, She Remembers - why are you so nice to me
With haunted looks, in the mind
Lives one yet more secure
Than in the moment. When to it
Exposed, coldheartedly
Makes numb, blows inwardly.
Timid spectre, back and forth
Time's corridor skulks.
Daily retreat of re-living
A past kindness. Through acts
Love, quieter, contacts.
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