Narrow Ally
A side path suddenly clutches at me,
rekindling burnt-out time with memories
to raise this fleeting day like a flame.
?
Folded memories sting with age,
but grow like moss fed on longing,
crumbling softly into the parting day.
?
The fading alley blooms with remembered moments.
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