remembrance of the things past...
another coincidence.. or maybe not!
another insipient musing...
another casual encounter with someone familiar...
another solicitation by time.... memories unwind.
another face .. I still recognise
though the contours have changed...
his smile still curling beneath his eyes..
those eyes still cannot hide the counterfeit emotions...
maybe its time to colour the sky purple
maybe yodel a new song
maybe write a new poem
the mind is always spinning new memories using the old yarn...
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