fear not lovers, we are all but forgotten

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Lovers etch their names into wood
Screaming into the void of existence:
"REMEMBER US"

But the world cares
Little
For foolish things such as
Mortal love

The lovers die
(The ground swallows them without an apology)
The lovers are forgotten

Life forgets
The world forgets
We forget

The thing is
The wood never forgets.

The wood will remember us.

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