Memory

Memory 

Such a simple concept, yet such a powerful presence.

Memory

Absence would mean meaningless, and with nostalgia a pleasance.

Memory

Without it, confusion, isolation, frustration, and above all emptiness.

Memory

With it, knowledge, connections, clarity, and above all awareness.

Memory 

Could life even be lead without the luxury?

Memory

Would life even be worth living without the necessity?

Memories

As time goes, more will both entreat and haunt the mind.

Memories

But they ultimately will make up life, forever entwined.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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