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Reflections Acquired

The quiet heart dines with memories stored payment acquired from every charade some are of dark times by my own accord I've no concern about how long they've stayed some are pleasant guests lost in a daydream when life was consumed in joyous fashion and moonbeam faces held smiles all agleam as emotion fills each cup with passion pleasant or dark each memory is mine though a few are shared with lovers I've known they may not have kept them if so inclined these that I have are memories I own they flicker like candles time looks upon the yesterdays lived, that have come and gone 2/25/23

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Date: 2/25/2023 8:22:00 AM
A topic near and dear to my heart, Frederic. Seems like as we get older friends and loved ones pass on, those memories become so much more valuable. Some memories I relive almost daily. Be well old friend. I enjoyed this melancholic sonnet.
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