i had a lot of good stories
but the allusive details are gone
all that is left is the vague sensation
that i once lived
like a shock of static electricity
delivered by a stranger
the scent of a summer that seemed to last forever
we don't get those anymore
not even in california where it is always summer
this memory loss
it might be a primal instinct
or maybe it's the drugs
cause i refuse to believe that i never had much fun
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