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Silent memory

Light memory
buried in
deep silence
a pent cry
quietly haunting
walking slowly
in the old days
and wandering
at present
everything is
so sudden
yet so
the hour hand
never stops
tapping out
light quicksand
though there’s no glory
of the sun and moon
it walks ahead
to put out the flames
submerge them
in light memory
and turn them into
a river of


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