I have forgotten
what you have said.
I have forgotten
who I am.
I have forgotten
where I am going.
I have forgotten
everything, everything.
And you said it is good,
it is good as because
every moment is a new one
and one has to start a fresh.
Going forward means
going to touch not old but new.
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