Memory (n.) is the fuel people burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn't matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned. They're all just fuel.
A Memory (n.) ages just as people do, but certain memories can never fade.
A Memory (n.) warms you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.
Memory (n.) is like fiction; or else it's fiction that's like memory.
A Memory (n.) is a thing you can perhaps hide, but you can't erase the history that produced them.
Memory (n.) is made up of our individual memories and our collective memories. The two are intimately linked. If our collective memory (which is our history) is taken from us - is rewritten - we lose the ability to sustain our true selves.