Memories
We have only a moment
till our present is past
for only in memory
can anything last
why we have photos
descriptive notes
recordings we make
thinking somehow the
moments can be stored
to take
but minds fail
and technologies have
glitches
just pass a whisper around
then compare while laughing
in stitches
wondering if life
is the butt of some joke
in the end all moments
going up in smoke
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