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MEMORY

Life, has many precious moments
Each one, in our mind engraved
So when we’re old, we reminisce
To rediscover what we’ve saved
WIZDUMBs BY JA 383

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IRiz

IRiz

7 years 7 months ago

Great lines.

Great lines.
I am growing old
slowly getting started with organizing
the piles of my memories small and large.
I remind myself a squirrel who forgot where is her the most important stash of acorns.
Everything seems precious.