(A lone voice whispers)
Do old memories (5)
Materialise quickly (7)
At random moments (5)
And from their sounds and visual delights
Aren't we just hoarders of all we feel
To carry like thieves
Into
The longest of dark nights
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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