Who are you?
I do not remember your name
but you must be a kind person
sending me poems every week.
Do I know you?
I do not remember how you look
but you must have a beautiful heart
remembering me still
When we all are forgotten
Who will remember us?
Who will tell our stories?
Can I just claim a story as mine?
So this is my story.
I am…..
Never mind.
You already know. Or not.
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