#nostalgique

~Memory Lane~

(Edited)

I took a walk on cobblestone

A Road well worn by time,

And came upon an Ivy Gate

Adorned with ancient rhyme—

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The Lock, red-dusted,

Lost and rusted,

Hid a world behind:

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Rows of houses, books, and graves

That none— but I— can find.

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My hand came light upon the latch—

The Road gave me its key;

I danced with shadows ‘round these Ghosts

That seemed to come from me.

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This Dream, long wasted,

Waxed and waited

Til I could not see

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The difference between “could” and “would”:

What can— and cannot— be.

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~Reigh Lynne

Cinema Paradiso (1988)

Polly Pocket Slumber

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