Fade in or fade out?

Like smoke

Those memories

They slip and fade

Swirling feather like substance

Even before I can think 

Of grasping at them

They fly away
Like a fist full of sand

Loose memories 

Have no home 

Atleast not a permanent one

Then why do we try?

Or do we? 
And yet 

They make you stronger 

Like the loose soil in a pot

Aerating a mind that is 

At risk of becoming self righteous. 

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