as memories fade we rely on images to keep them alive
we can be haunted by things left undone, things lost but we keep going
there will come a day when everything we have will be memories
when we head toward home hopefully the time away holds good memories
sometimes, tucked away in plain sight are memories we had forgotten
a memory shared will never be remembered exactly the same
things long forgotten can be quickly remembered as if by magic
what we’ve forgotten can still come back and haunt us as lost memories
we use nostalgia to pretend it was better in our memories
a simple gesture from long ago has become a fond ritual
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