Nights

How long is it,

Days, nights, weeks, months or maybe years?

Why do you count,

Keep track of all the smiles and tears?

Will it matter,

Have records of now, before and after?

Why not let go,

Let memory take charge of what things to remember, 

And when and how to forego?

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