Amnesia
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Mihaela Pirjol
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A distant dream,
Haunting me still;
With my heart conversing:
Time, —never reversing.
Harder to recall,
I, my memory implore
That I may feel again:
Passion, love and pain.
Maybe there's a motive,
Yet I cannot believe:
Amnesia—you and me! —
To save my sanity.
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