throughout his slumber
Memories whistled the sweet tune
"nostalgia, oh nostalgia"
And in his weary head
he hummed along
mesmerized by the enigma of the melodies
And as he swam through the rapid seas
Of his past
The heart he owned quaked
from that upping mixture
of pain and bitter rejoice
The stone halls of his mind
matched his hollow patchwork conscience
The discovery drew the air
From a man’s lungs
Gasping, grasping for life
in a forty mile pit
into abyss, bliss
The sweet unknown
free from those memories
Freed from emotions shown

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