Why do I?
have to forget the times
I published a poetry book
With professional rhymns
Why do I?
have to forget all the days
I lived in the presence of nature
with my mind in a haze
Why do I?
have to forget the hundreds of experiences
I've had with close friends
or random appearences
Why do I?
have to forget days I painted and drew
In the presence of a mountain
With my bare feet in morning dew
Why do I?
have to forget
all the things
I haven't done yet
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