285 - danube 3135

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once, upon a time, in the past -
book of memory -
were white and colorless .
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but the years passed, and disappeared, tantivy .
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pages of memory book -
one by one, were filled, by bitter & sweet events .
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but today -
the sweetest moments, being created, by reading, the words of the memory -book
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memories, getting old -
but the beauty of old memories, colouring mysteriously, our present days .
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Posted: Aug 2017
About this poem:
some memories

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