Mar 23 • General discussion
THE MEMORY THAT BURNS
I do not forget.
Every sound, every face, every fall
glows in me like embers that refuse to die.
And when the last echo of the beginning faded,
I understood my fate:
to carry the stories that were never meant
to be remembered.
For those who hear the right stories
never sleep peacefully again.
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THE MEMORY THAT BURNS
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