Time does fade the clarity Of a memory. Without exception Even those of love lost. But The trace of what was yesterday...
The rustle of the Water goes unnoticed, Until my mind goes still....
If I could write something special, A soothing verse to read; Perhaps my time here will have been With purpose and good deed....
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