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i didn’t want to,
but i wrote anyway.
cracked open
like a shell,
flooding with memory.

some words
arrive as if they’ve waited
their whole lives
to be read.
this one is about that hemingway quote lingering in my head sometimes.
August, 2025
renseksderf Jul 26
"Archive Soul”
  
An archive opens:  
folder titles like breaths you forgot.  

Inside, your silhouette fractalised—  
flesh parsed into metadata.  

Memory = 84% accurate.  
Love = untagged.






.
makes one wonder, with 84?
i'm a lost soul,
ash for pieces,
stranded
with failures
that pray
in quiet memories,
to be remembered.
July 2025
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