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Unrequited

My mind mainly meanders where I yearn – A universe where I cannot return, To lament my life’s unchangeable truth And exhume choicest corpses of my youth. Maundering 'midst marshmallow memories Seeking past life to savor and restore. Dully shuffling worn cards of yesterday, To deal winning hands I can never play. Marshmallow memories circling as pi, Swirling with desires destined not to die. Memory's garden does not need my care, Mowing spring lawns that are no longer there. 4/10/2023

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Date: 4/24/2023 12:05:00 AM
We live on memories and the marshmallow memories of youth are to be savored and treasured. Beautiful poem, David. Thanks for your kind visit to my page.
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Date: 4/10/2023 6:08:00 PM
I like this one very much, David. I too like shuffling through my memories:)
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