Me and my memories

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I store my memories in the bottles of glass

Stabbed with rubber tight to escape

And safe to refer.

I made lots of memories in my life

Memories of fun and memories of pain

Gifts of hard work and lessons of mistakes

Lose of strings and unexpected bonds

I store my memories in the bottles of glass

Stabbed with rubber tight to escape.

They are precious as treasures

And wets of thirsts

They work as folders in my brain

Stored at large and worthy to handle

Tender at heart and strengthen my soul

These are the memories I lived

Sweet and bitter

Still balanced Ly visible.

 

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