What need have I for memory,
When not a single flower
Has bloomed within life’s desert
For me, one little hour.
What need have I for memory
Whose burning eyes have met
The corse of unborn happiness
Winding the trail regret?
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What Need Have I for Memory?
by Georgia Douglas Johnson
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