I still get some glimpse of my faded memories,
I barely know from when and where they belong,
And I wonder if I will ever know,
Or am I just going to play along.
The faces, the words, the actions,
I don’t know if I will come across them in the near future,
Or they will just sew their mouths, not speak, and sit in some corner of my mind,
I am unsure about mu unstable memories,
I face dilemma about if they really happened,
I want to know,
But it is an unreachable sector of my mind.
Merci pour la lecture!
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