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Its amazing how memories fade away... something we remembered so clearly slowly gives way to just a few scattered moments where a sense of deja-vu is all you feel..
Fading Memories...
A quaint voice retreats into the distance,
Peals of laughter have given way to a quiet silence.
Tides of time lash away at my memories with disdain,
Words may be forgotten, but the silences remain.
A plethora of images flood my thoughts,
It was in them that solace once I sought.
A few colors have gone pale,
Some lines have been smudged,
But each tone brings with it a haunting tale.
The winters have brought in winds so cold,
With every whiff of air, I see a story unfold.
The plot has blurred, a few lines have wilted in the rain,
Faces might fade away, but their characters remain.
There is a desire to walk down every forgotten lane,
To give voice to the silences, to color each fading frame.
To seek for lost glory, wading through the pain,
The sense of touch may be lost,
But the feel remains.
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