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Memories I cherished
now lay beneath
ocean of my mind
rusted.
20/6/2020
 Nov 2020 Laura Duran
Tint
the Plum was bitter
but I bit into it
made it less thicker
so the next believer
will have it easier
love her harder,

faith is restored.
How are you, it's been a while.
Take my hand
discover its warmth
look past the human debris
and find me
avalanches and storms
of centuries
could not bury me
for the studio light
shines too bright.
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