In The Middle Of The Bamboozal A Memory Chip Occurred To The Poet Poem by Darlan M Cunha

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Your foundation is laid
in much remembrance
of memories of this and that
because the sensations, though faded,
come back, but you're not anymore
the same or the same, and so
you understand perhaps in a different way
the nuances of this or that
episode, or it could happen
not to tell you anything else,
to avoid any contact, contagion.
Where have you been, like the weather
was able to find you and charge you?