i saw a stranger today
i wish i didn't know them
their face as if it was a mirrorAn image of someone I knew
Their walk, their talk,
even the shadow that trailed behind them
Everything told me we had historyBut for some reason that history was destroyed with the memory of you
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Secrets of the Moon
PoetryWhat it feels like to know yourself but not enough that you know who you are.