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27 september 2012

Fate

Fate bring nostalgia through paper,
while glancing through the sketches
of an old notebook ring,
for imagine the look of ambrosia
at the Finding of a forgotten Thing.
And the quirk of a smile that catches
the ring of the drones of Memory,
that fetches the string of those times.
The Crime of the past clings - forgiven,
and flies by the pace of the rhyme.
The pleasure, sublime on the stings
and etches the treachery,
cries Time, and - again
bringing new clarity,
- pure and unbearably-
of those Lost and Forgotten things.






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