People from the past

People from the past
are seen through layers,
blurred like ghosts
crying in stillness;
ancient fragments
hidden in dark corners
of my restless mind;
will I know you
when we meet again?
how changed with time
will those memories compare
to the beauty of the twilight
that lives in my dreams

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