In the corners of my mind, where shadows play,
Lies a forgotten memory, lost to the fray.
A whisper of time, a fleeting rhyme,
A ghost of a moment, frozen in time.
It dances on the edges of my consciousness,
A faint echo of laughter, a touch of tenderness.
But try as I might, I cannot grasp,
The elusive memory, slipping through my grasp.
Was it a dream, or a reality once known?
A love that bloomed, a seed that was sown?
Or perhaps a sorrow, too painful to bear,
A burden too heavy, a cross too hard to bear.
Yet even as it fades into the mist,
Leaving behind a bittersweet twist,
I cherish the memory, however faint,
For in its fleetingness, it leaves its imprint.
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