Fires Of Aging Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Fires Of Aging



Storing memories in chests of steel, protecting them from the fires of aging.
Not wanting to let go of their pleasurable feelings or bittersweet joy and grief.
Taking altogether, pieces of life, arranging them in a picturesque video that I can replay whenever I want.
Careful to not dwell too long, lest I lose my mind in the final outcome.

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