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I Don’t Remember: Ice Cream

I don’t remember the smell of flowers for today they did not clean the shower
I don’t remember of sound of a child’s cries, because everyone’s loud and telling lies
I don’t remember how beauty looks for all my images come from a book
I don’t remember how ice cream taste for all the foods have the flavor of toxic waste
I do remember how love feels, for I love myself every day

— Frederick A.

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