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To be Forgotten
My mind's numb.
My memory fuzzy.
And.
I can't remember what I told to you.
Whether good.
Bad.
Or somewhere middling.
In between.
It all just dissolves into an amorphous mess.
My memory.
Images of where I used to be.
Fragile enough.
To be forgotten.
My memory fuzzy.
And.
I can't remember what I told to you.
Whether good.
Bad.
Or somewhere middling.
In between.
It all just dissolves into an amorphous mess.
My memory.
Images of where I used to be.
Fragile enough.
To be forgotten.
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