A sea of memories, pure and full of light,
Now lay as mere shards of a dark and forgotten past,
The last thing it can remember is nothing,
And the last thing it forgot will never be found…


A journal, full of wonderful things,
Forever was known as memories and dreams,
Only to be remembered now,


as a curse…


A gold coin, although it is small, it has seen and had wonderful adventures,
It contains memories that will never fade,
Memories that are joyful,
Memories that bring sadness and longing
Until the owner loses their faith in it,
And deems it…


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