do you know how it feels, to be so close to a memory?
you can hear its voices, smell its scent, feel its touch.
like a child, placing your ear against the ground,
keeping so silent you can hear the thud of book,
a drop of a pin,
a squeak of the chair,
an undercurrent of thoughts.
chasms of memories, like black holes,
a void of darkness, nothing, emotions,
just waiting
to suck
you
in.
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