Somehow years passed appeared on my screen from
A journal that I used to write. Some years
The days seem as vivid as a dream but
Other words and details unfamiliar
As if I knew I would remember them
With as much clarity as it took to
Write them all as they happened. Were it not
For the recall of automated bytes
Those moments would be lost. I think they are
In that I do not think of them at all
Except for random happenstance alone
I’m not even blocking out the bad ones
It just happens that we are written on
Eternity which takes so very long
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Joshua Keiter 