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It's so nice of you You don't 

Remember me.

Forgetfulness is never 

Ever a crime. 

Memories not taken care of

Mutate into forgetfulness.

All the lone stretches 

We walked together

Have been deserted

By so many others.

So many like ourselves

Did remember to forget.

Perhaps you don't remember

The cut-mark 

Just above my left brow, 

Just as I don't remember 

The colors of your nails

When we last met.

Memories not taken care of

Mutate into forgetfulness.

My last letter to you

Has come back undelivered.

The first thing I forgot was your postal address.

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