The mayfly
remembered our expedition to the stream
fondly throughout its life;
the experience loomed large.
I remembered it too;
the memory was pleasant,
but as the years went by,
I was no longer sure
which mayfly I took to which stream,
and looking at the snapshots,
was unsure which was which.
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