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You Lived
In the fleeting moment of a memory,
You live your life.
At the end all you have is the memory –
The exhale –
Moments seen in the ethereal,
Vanishing like smoke,
Unique to you
As no one else… you lived.
(December 2004)
poem
by
Jose F Rosado
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