"... remembering nothing."

I miss the smile that I had,
when I was just a child,
the warm and bubbling
laughter that broke through,
even when there wasn't
anything to laugh at.

I miss the feeling of
floating,
of not having every
problem you've faced
heavily upon your
shoulders.

And when I think back
to the memories that
I have,
it makes me realize,
that I don't remember
any of it.

Blank.

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