Friday, September 21, 2012


Little things you collect
Cherish, keep close, hold dear.
Memories special, yet vague.
Less use, more emotion.

Mere things, you say.
Frivolous materialism, you argue.
Part of my evolution, my answer.
Replaceable, not really.

Gone and lost, nonetheless.
No point brooding.

Heart, heavy; mind, vacant.
Endure. Accept. Let go.

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