Memories
In my innocent sleep.
That leaves me unresolved.
Did I lose some sort of promise?
Some sort of sparkling and bubbling.
Or was it all me babbling hopelessly.
Which memories did I say goodbye to?
While I am no longer inconsolable.
I am having inconsistent memories.
Moments that become clear at the strangest times.
During a kind and silent moment.
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