Vague Memories

I have thought about my life and all it entails,
but never thout about its proportions and its scales.
I want to remember things I simply can not,
but what's the the point if it doesn't finish a plot.
I have thought and tried hard to remember,
yet most things seem to be fly away like an ember.
Even in the midst of a crucial moment,
can you remember how your life was bent?
Is it easy to explain all about what happened,
even when life seems to throw you off the deep end?
These memories may be vague,
but march on soldier for your mind isnt a plague.

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