Nov 9, 2021
1 min read
The Database of Memory
A Poem
I look through the dancing fire
As if my world, all pasts and futures
Have melded into this moment.
Shadows of life flicker behind the flames;
You’re sitting there, and I wonder
If you can see me, in the darkness
Through the smoke and sparks.
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