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To One

Updated on November 5, 2012

From the rubbish heap

of lost words,

sifting through the dust,

we don our memories.


Wearing these sorrows

we find joy,

as if naught to care,

healing ourselves in threes.


Strifes shared alike,

we are one.

Wisdom and caring,

to each other we breathe.


Time will not forget,

nor shall we.

Trading skins, we danced,

setting each other free.


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      Kenneth C Agudo 4 years ago from Tiwi, Philippines

      very beautiful and heart felt . Do you have an adsense already? I was thinking because i was also doing the same thing like that in pictures in my hubs but better put the exact source not the google itself.

      keep it up=)

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      Ryan McGill 5 years ago from Omaha, NE

      You are so correct Moonfroth, some memories must be handled very gently. Thank you for your kind observation and visit. Best regards, Ryan

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      Clark Cook 5 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      Some telling memories here, succinctly expressed. The first stanza resonated with particular strength and reminded me--a truth easily missed--that we do indeed SELECT our memories. When that one gets turned around, people often end up in mental institutions.