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March 21, 2018

You probably wouldn’t remember the only memory I can seem to recall of you

I would have to say you were as you are now:

Kind, gregarious, oddly always smiling, and laughing at the future

The room was room-sized, I’d guess, and probably warm

I would also venture to say that I was awkward and stupid like I am now,
Going back and forth until I could finally breathe
Chaos reigned, but no one should have expected that to not be so
Beside your friend, for some reason you called out after me as I swam away in turn
A young girl, unafraid and so innocent in heart and mind, saying my name
Maybe it seemed to me that no one really said my name,
And there you were, speaking it, almost frantic at my leaving

Up in the mountains, I remember a young girl surely wiser than me
And, for once, words are hard to come by through my hands here so far away from all of that
Usually writing poetry is quick and short and numb,
But now I can barely write the words I want to bring

For words to evade my mind might seem like blasphemy to my hands
But you will sit there, and I will laugh, and breathe,
And maybe later wish I remembered more than that stupid little swimming pool

Up in those mountains there was so much beauty,
And, hiking there in the daytime, perhaps there was a lily, hidden among the grasses, nestled in the rocks






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