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Memories
The light of the night shines brighter than the sun of my youth
Our laughter fills the frigid crisp air voiding the silence
Cups lay over spilling the contents on the pavement
Running like children playing a game of tag
The cold wet grass sticks to the bottom of our feet
our bodies stay warm by the presence of eachother
Sometimes the nostalgia hits so hard
and my memory is too vivid, too real
I can feel it all over again
Why is it
when the story ends
we start to feel
When will it be the moments we live in
and not
The memories.
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This poem is about a valuable memory I have that defines my highschool experience and growing up. I truly believe memories help us grow and change as a person, when I need comfort I find it easy to think back to a better time. I struggle to live in the moment rather than dwell and wish back upon memories.