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Poem; Remembering the Past
It's been awhile since I wrote a poem, so I may be a little out of touch.
"Remembering the past"
As I stare into the moonless night,
the sight makes me remember the past,
for I see the ghost of my lost love,
reminding me of all the good times we had.
I remember the day we first met,
even though it seemed by accident,
but despite all the differences,
We believed are meeting to be fate.
She was the one I considered my angel,
she was the one who gave me my happiness,
I will never forget that joyful memory,
nor will I forget her beautiful face.
I long for the past I once cherished,
and relive those memories once more,
but that is merely a fantasy,
a fantasy that I can only dream of.
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