Self Indulgent Memories How strange I decide Is the passage of time Slow in the present In haste left behind Such thought it has come With sentiment and tear As I lie and reminisce Recall ecstasy and fear For a year today Precise to the hour My good friends and I We learnt of each other In company of laughter And shared trepidation Beneath stained and torn netting Discussed our location Our breaths they were held Hearing tales foreseeing fun Through hushed and rushed whisper Guessed what was to come.
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