None of what he said made sense
I'm neither that Rose he remembers
nor the Lilly of his dreams
not to speak of April and June
I don't know them
they are most certainly not me
why then stay, better leave me forever
yes, disappear, never to come back
you, the forgetful ghost of my forgotten past
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