27.10.23
We spend the present
Experimenting with elements of the past
Hoping to recreate the past in the future
Like a perfumer who stumbles upon a unique scent
Retracing the steps to make it last
Like an artist repainting a picture
Like recalling treasure spent
Memories being derivatives of time
Once created can never be recreated
~RC
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Poetry365 days of poetry A/N This is a continuation because Wattpad has a 200 chapter limit on books and the year has 365 days.
