Memories linger in our minds,
Like a faint nostalgic smell
Reminding us of experiences encountered
And so we chase that smell that triggered,
a memorable memory we fear loosing.
And so stories breathe,though
Swinging like a pendulum in our minds,
We chase these mocking and inviting stories
For they are stories of our life, our reflection
We choose words of telling these stories.
These stories of our minds, our experiences.
And here, we tell these stories in the fewest of words:
So you are welcome to re-tell the stories
To recreate as you so desire.
Like a faint nostalgic smell
Reminding us of experiences encountered
And so we chase that smell that triggered,
a memorable memory we fear loosing.
And so stories breathe,though
Swinging like a pendulum in our minds,
We chase these mocking and inviting stories
For they are stories of our life, our reflection
We choose words of telling these stories.
These stories of our minds, our experiences.
And here, we tell these stories in the fewest of words:
So you are welcome to re-tell the stories
To recreate as you so desire.
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