Memories

Sitting here on the table round
Memories come and go, in my mind abound
Sweet memories make my heart glow
Bitter ones to my spirits blow
Could I ever develop such special skill
Making memories dance at my will
Lock the unwanted cluster in a disk
Keeping out of sight without any risk

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