Fragmented Memories

I once had a distant cousin, beautiful
She danced, gracefully
years passed, I am thirty now
other day, she telephoned
to meet, I declined
I had preserved her, as my diva
she insisted, came
she limped, my memories shattered

A story told to me by a bookseller about his beautiful cousin)

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