Have you seen me somewhere before?
Did you look for me when I was not there?
Can you still hear me?
See me, here; no wait I am over there
I am still here, never forget me...
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Memories, sweet or sour, accompany a persons at all times and they come-up from a state of hibernation at times and enhance his pleasure or discomfiture depending on their origin. Nice imagery for short and sweet verse. Enjoyed reading. Thanks for sharing.10 points.