ስላንተ በማለም ነገን አሻግሬ ባልቀለስነው ጎጆ ህልሜን ባንተ ስዬ መነንኩኝ በከንቱ ትመጣለህ ብዬ ካድማስ ማዶ ባለው ትዝታ ኮብልዬ አንተኑ እንዳልኩኝ ቀርሁኝ ዋልዬ ..........
Like a dream, worn-out memories hang at the edge of consciousness to the point that if you told me one day it had appeared on my shelf with no explanation, I would believe you.