Forgetful


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How good is they say
to have a memory good
For one remember things
Which no one could

And still I find
Forgetfulness, A vice
the greatest virtue
remained unsung otherwise

And How much I pray
to be forgetful once again
When I can again be free
of this seething pain

Daily I wake up
with a pledge in my heart
that by the evening
I ‘d forget the part

The Part of life
or Life of the part
I forget to forget
Despite I try hard

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