Memory Graveyard
Through the annals of my mind
I find
Memories
Of places I've never been
Things I've never seen
People I've never met...
Yet.
And I can only guess
These are the bequest
Of forebears
Dogged despair
To leave their mark
To impart
Memories...
Too discerning?
Too salient?
Too poignant?
To be taken to the grave
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Memory Graveyard
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