Red Wagon

You are forgotten
like leafs in the wind
I do not dare to touch you
not with my fingers, not with its tips
You are not here.
You are not anywhere.
Never have I been stronger
and forgetful of your face
it seems repulsive to me now.
Let me express the ways
that I have forgotten you
until now
I pull memories down a red wagon
dropping a piece
step by step
I will not miss you.

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