Memories

It is hard to forget-

more than one can describe. Images pressed against the skull,

replaying memories that decrease the rythmic motions of one's heart.

They say it is good to learn from the past though they still struggle with it themselves but,

how can one do so when the past is only milliseconds away, so close to touch; however never to change what has

occured.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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