Memories are all that we are
Vibrations of a remote chime
The light from a distant star
Echoes in time
Gone before we arrive
Shadows of the past
Dead before alive
Out of sight before we were cast
Mere reflections in a mirror
dimension's refractions that disappear
Light passing from there to here
A temporary holding of what was dear
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: October 18th, 2026 03:42
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