Remember, remember.
Forget, forget.
When I remember,
I will hold on.
And I keep controlling my memories.
I keep them near me, so no-one can take them away.
When I forget,
I am letting go.
And I loose control, because my memories slip through my fingers.
I should try to find a way to combine them,
Somehow,
Somewhere,
In the near future.
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