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Poetry1 min read

Cast away your memories,
Push them deep below the sea.
Towards the surface floats debris,
Through a conduit and strait,
After shoring, reminisces. Does the sea forget? Merely does it tease?
Nothing reaches the abysses, For what sinks will wait,
Only rising once more yet.

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