I wish...
I wish
all bad memories
were sandcastles
washed by ocean waves.
I wish
all bad memories
sieving through my fingertips
are like dry sand.
I wish
all bad memories
were dust on leaves
washed off by rain.
I wish
all bad memories
were a glass of wine
I would sip without qualms.
I wish
all bad memories
were dried leaves,
leaving me as light as a tree.
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