I remember

Memories are distorted images of our perception

Fragments of meticulously chosen flashes by our subconscious 

Yet are we remembering? 

Are these facts?

Or does our mind play the games of our hearts? 
Memories are myths

We remember what our heart projects

What touched our strongest emotions

The way we saw it

Yet we never remember the truth

It’s just a book with lost pages

– just my notes

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