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Could memories write back?

If memory serves me right then a memory cannot write. But I, just think that if they could, do you think they would? And if they truly could, then what it is that they would? Write, I mean? What would they write back about, the past is under a shroud! …

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An Old Man’s wish for life

  Even though I am old and my bones are weary & creaking. My soul nurtures a wish for life; it wants to give it everything. It wants to live more, for yearning still holds court in my heart. Even though my body has given up, my mind wants a …

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I keep forgetting

If memory serves me right, then I must say That I keep forgetting what I should remember.   I plunder into the depths of my brain, I rack it in order to ascertain; What it was that I was to remember?   Casting things asunder, I compartmentalize. Until I realize …

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