Of swings that went too high
Or ice cream too sweet
Of songs blaring in my head as I lay on my carpet steaming
With memories of fights and words that could never be taken back.
I have memories
of kisses soon to be had
Inventions that will change my life.
Tears of joy that will be shed for
Happiness
And sadness.
I have memories of too many pasts
And presents
And futures gone by like colors sifting through a car window
And pasts yet to be discovered.
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