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WHO AM I
BY: Noel N. Villarosa
12 August 2013
Once a sharp memory
Suddenly becomes empty
Flip through photo albums and open my mind
For those moments, I thought would bind
As I rub my eyes, I rub the time that pass
Staring long, picture’s story hard to amass
Memory is lost and wandered far away
Would you care to sit beside and remind me of the day?
I am very different now
Strangers all over again, only smile I could allow
Am I safer in truth or in lies that hide my being?
Perhaps in your asking, I would be wondering
I can feel the fading away of my ability
Trying to hold on to every piece of mobility
A vanishing world where shapes and shadows hide
Unimaginable, disoriented, and passive views of the slide
I may look aimless, as I open my eyes
Forgive my teary eyes, just a fix to rely
In still remembering you for a moment
Do not be weary of my asking, I am more than a friend
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