There is nothing except memories

in writing •  last year 

There is nothing except memories of memory on the left side of the chest
Turns out of the winds of any season with my sorrow
Just keep on ticking, as long as I can
The letters that you write are about
The window is open, it is all stupid
Your name still lays light
There is nothing except memories of memory on the left side of the chest

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