At the edge of my mind,
there is a song I sing.

A tune I’ve lost,

that flows through me.

I’ve heard it a hundred times,

and known it for a hundred years.

But I can never remember the words,

nor hum the melody.

Always in the background,

something calls to me.

Happy and sad,

it flows so sweet.

Something I wrote,

and something I’ve learned.

It comes to me fast,

and then fades far away.

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