Photographic Memory

My memories tirl in my mind,
like gears stuck in motion.

One moment turns to many,
many turns to more.

Overflowing into my golly
of thoughts.
Provoking every minute
that I am stuck to remember.

Photographs of the past,
my memory is to me.
Never will I forget,
my mind won’t allow me.


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