Residuum
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Last published Sat, Aug 1, 2020
Eventually, the future becomes the present, the present becomes the past, and the past becomes memories. These memories become hazy and dissipate over time.
But back when these memories were the present, the emotions I felt formed words, and these words became poems.
Finally, here they are.
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