remember

remember

A Poem by a bad habit

in the grand tapestry of our days
it's memory's tendrils that forever rise
a story that weaves the past into now
to remind us how to breathe, to kiss, to live

© 2024 a bad habit


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Our memories are mostly distorted pictures... but without them, thinking about "now" would be chaos. The memories we form, are rarely true to reality... but how we interpret them, how we deal with there presence shapes our present reality and guides our future. Life is based on true events, we should remember what that really means.

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Our memories are mostly distorted pictures... but without them, thinking about "now" would be chaos. The memories we form, are rarely true to reality... but how we interpret them, how we deal with there presence shapes our present reality and guides our future. Life is based on true events, we should remember what that really means.

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on January 31, 2024
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Tags: memory, past, present, future, content

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