A Thought...The Lost Memory...

Could my thoughts
become real?
As time runs out
in each breath

I take?
Does the sound of
life enter into my soul
as I pass through hard times...
As I search for eternal
life I fear one of the only...
Making a mistake is
only what I and us all

have achieved.
Choices become real and
real becomes alive as thought of as a dream in the mind of state.
As time goes by,
a waste of time,
It will and was me who
was the Lost Memory.





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