BrainwashedA Poem by Eric GamaA reflection on memoriesMemories crash like the waves within the caverns of our
minds: churning crests of euphoria into
troughs of grief spraying, every so often, a vaguely
familiar sensational mist only to be ripped away by a jealous
cerebrum rejecting our desire to remember. © 2021 Eric GamaReviews
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