《c'est la vie》

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The whistle of air resonated a small melody into my ear

it was soft and silent but loud inside of me

the melody ringed a bell in me

it reminded me of and old song

a song that belonged to us

we danced as the tune went by

dancing to the rhythm of the air through the field of memories

the forgotten memories of nobody

no one saved the memories

but there I was

recovering

recovering the memories of you and I

I remembered you in the vast field

in the endless I was able to find us

even if it was pieces of memory now

I could hear the melody again

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