In memory of Papillon

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Henri Charriè

 

In Memory of Papillon

 

I return to the scene of life lost.

I walk the streets of memory full.

I sit on a seat an

Watch what is.

And realise.

It’s all gone.

Time n space move forward.

Wait not for anyone.

Let alone me.

As small as a pea.

Just memories are left.

They only live on in me.

How sad the reality is.

A tear drops from one eye.

Stoic not,

Not this time.

Not me.

 

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