Poetry

19

Excuse me, you left a memory

here in my possession

and I’m afraid that I’m no good

at any discretion.

No, I won’t tell anyone about it

but with me it’ll be

on repeat

for very long time.

What’s that? Why the chuckle?

Don’t you find it funny that

it was so similar to mine?

Never mind. In time

we’ll forget it anyway.

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