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03/27/19 at 11:23PM
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Poetry
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Will the love for tomorrow
Be better than today?
At this moment in time,
It is hard to say.
The memories of our life,
That we share today,
Are slowly being taken away.
You may not know me
Now; but too soon
Won't know my name
When I enter the room.
