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// Poem 5 
// Story: Wallflower’s Poems 
// by Silver Shadows 
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Time: Night, a few days after she found the Memory Stone
Place: Her bedroom



The power to erase any single memory awaits,
My eyes are what the stone baits,
This is my chance to erase any grieving,
And my friend’s mind from believing,
That we were ever friends,

Still, I look at the stone,
My heart feels right at home,
Whilst my hands touch the stone,
My thoughts would sometimes roam,
Through the seas and the skies,
If I am ready to say goodbye,

With this I can finally lay my soul to rest,
And I feel like this is for the best,
Now only my weak will will be put to the test

Can I do it?