The Untrodden Road To The Library

We take for granted
Things in life which seem certain
Are there other ways?

To start with no death
Curiously watching it
As it claims others?

Memory retained
Despite long and complex paths
For better or worse

Would "gone" gain meaning
Amidst the amnesiacs
Though in foreign tongue?

Would "love" have meaning?
With all else obtainable
As a thing agreed?

Could you imagine
In a realm where thoughts are real
Your perfect partner?

The path to get there
Paved yet uniquely their own
Victorious one

My history told
(Arrows float like Autumn leaves)
(In the Fall, Force this Future)
This history forged 

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