olden days and sweet memories

there lies a piano
and memories – classical
instrument holding dearly
memories; just beat
slowly, surely,
breathing out life
let in passion. in
the dark corner there,
you&i recall olden days and
content with each other’s
presence


No. I’m not sorry for making such a terrible poem like this.

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