{"sf1_id":2217620,"sf2_id":"zeRq7R31","title":"….kind…","author":"Jiblits","words":97,"posted_at":"2025-01-06T04:44:39.000Z","tags":["Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2217620-kind","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/zeRq7R31","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/73/ca/73ca02a2-609b-4f9d-a433-db95eddeb0d9","description":"Imported from SF2 with no description.","content":"Every memory clear, brings a smile to my being\n\nMentally, I truly enjoy what I'm seeing\n\nIt's crazy, but it's living dreams in moments, I haven't yet forgotten\n\nFeelings bring faces long past, most of happiness, from many that now rest, wearing nice cotton\n\nAwful how I temporarily feel complete\n\nStill, I'll gladly talk to the names etched in concrete\n\nI hope they visit, in my dreams again\n\nSo we can talk, like back then, letting only the sun bring unwanted pain\n\nI'll carry on, as best I know\n\nAll the lessons they gave, I'll happily show"}