Have you forgotten.
Yet?
How it changed you?
How it liberated you?
And how it imprisoned you, too?
How it lit?
And how it burned?
How it stayed?
And how it left?
How it spoke?
And how it deafened?
How it breathed?
And how it choked?
How it lived?
And how it died?
How it felt?
How it felt?
How did it really feel?
Yours Truly,
The Irony of Forgetting is that You Remember.