20 Aug 2017

Footprints

What if my past and my story
The thing I call my history
Is not interesting to anybody
And not useful even to me

What if the thing I call memory
Is really quite like garbage
Bits of old information
Not relevant at this stage

What if my own biography
Is just a mess of footprints
A collection of random events
That somehow left their imprints

Would I still make my story
More important than today
Would I let it imprison me
Or would I go out and play?

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