Poetry

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When the memory clock starts ticking
What happened a long time ago
Seems just like it did yesterday
Events so fresh in our mind.

When the memory clock starts chiming
The action replay takes place in our vision
We re-live an entire incident lived before
Recalling every word which our heart has stored.

When the memory clock starts clanging
Each dong bring a sense of content
Each jingle rings a bell in our train of thought
Each knell strikes a chord in our soul.

When the memory clock starts pealing
Our heart also goes pit-a-pat
It leave a tinkle in our voice stored ears
Our senses sway in rhythm to the booming sound.

When the memory clock starts ringing
Every second becomes a worthy recollect
Every minute becomes a beautiful reminisce
Every hour becomes a sweet lifetime recount.

Maria Franco

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