Every man has own reminiscenceswhich he would not tell to everyone.
and he passed along the narrow
dark corridor, passing little doors
that were the doors of the rooms
of the entire community.
This was comfortable but
comfort comes at a high cost.
post modern verse
Every man is his memories
He would not tell me everyone.
He passed the narrow
Most go through a darkened hallway door
, The door of the room
The whole community.
It was comfortable
Comfort, higher cost.
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