Poem, in three minutes

There are many ways I can forget.
I can get busy with work, chores, other stuff.
I can read all night,
go through my days with a foggy head.
Look ahead, mark dates on the calendar.
Many ways.
But I fall asleep and dream,
and wake up remembering.

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