When the wind blew in and
Touched my skin
Your memories resurfaced
From deep within
The memories I thought I
Had successfully blocked
Of how you always left
The windows unlocked
When The Wind Blows
When the wind blew in and
Touched my skin
Your memories resurfaced
From deep within
The memories I thought I
Had successfully blocked
Of how you always left
The windows unlocked
Frank Solanki 
You can try to silence the past,
Bury memories, lock them away.
But they live deep,
and always find their way back.
They remain…
A beautiful poem
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