Traces
How long do we live?
How long does a heart live?
In how many hearts do we live?
Loving memories
The past never ageing, almost catching up
A rememberance, growing fainter
There is some of me in you
Traces of us all in each of us
Even if we deny their heritage
Old friends, seen long ago
Different lives, paths never touching again
We don't even know if each other is still alive
Such a short time
Slowly passing, seemingly taking forever,giving us a false sense of immortality
How could it have passed so quickly?
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