Souvenirs
Hidden beneath the hoard,
These instruments stowed and forgotten,
Keys to the reminiscence and rewards,
Too precious to ever be abandoned,
Each unlocks a distinct Portal,
Echoes frozen in time,
Discover a glimpse of the immortal,
Through such a temporal design,
Seeking...
A parchment found with magical effusion.
Repeated in breath, propelling me above,
Reliving...
Revealing comprehension, relieving disillusion,
A remembrance of moments in love.
26th July 2016
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