A poem like a rushing wind brings a surge of memory and grief.
Poetic Memory
Category: loneliness
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Waves
I knew that getting old is not for wimps. But I feel like one anyway.
A poem like a rushing wind brings a surge of memory and grief.
How do you find a person that doesn't exist?
I knew that getting old is not for wimps. But I feel like one anyway.
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Restlessness is discontent and discontent is the first necessity of progress. ~Edison
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All goes onward and outward. . . .and nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. - Walt Whitman
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