My memory escapes me
though I know I had a point
It's not as though I'm anxious
but i'd rather not forget.
It was something wise and valid
but it ran through like a sieve,
my memory escapes me
though I know I had a point.
If I stood alone and pondered
maybe I could find a path
that would wind it's way
to the memory
that I lost along the way.
Cat Xx
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