Audio poem
I lay,
amongst the memories,
amongst the letters,
amongst the photographs,
on the bed,
with clear memories,
and also, hazy memories drifting through my head,
yes, memories,
memories of places been,
and conversations with friends,
and happy days and sad days,
and blue skies and greys,
and the beauties of the world,
and the worlds ugly realities,
passing through my mind,
and also, such joy passing through my heart and my head,
and oh, what a wonder it is.
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