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Lost Memories Keep

Lost memories keep me warm in the scent and smell of you I found in this old sweater.  And suddenly this frosty morning i s alive in the quiet of this early solitude where my breath curls frozen in the air.

Things I've told myself in the end

I needed a muse and you were it For a while. Sorry. maybe. because How could you see around it to the real me? Convenient way to Block Everything. Not knowing. Not thinking. Dumb. Ignorant. feelings.