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Deja vu

As crashing waves collide with sand, It’s pictured in the water's sway– relentless, as a tide's demand to wash the tracks of yesterday. Yet, as it ebbs, new prints appear in place of those erased by sea; each step an echo, crisp and clear, a silent, screaming memory. Her eyes, like windows to the past, as forceful as the ocean's surge– to heal, then break me just as fast when sky and sea begin to merge. And she’ll not feel this déjà vu or hear your echo in her voice; but in her blood, she’ll carry you and mirrors never have a choice. The salty sea can sting so deep when sprinkled on my wounded skin; you walk beside her while you sleep and reach me from the grave you're in.

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Date: 10/18/2024 5:02:00 PM
Definitely a fav! What breathtaking poetry-
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Date: 9/22/2024 1:42:00 PM
Pleasure reading
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Date: 9/20/2024 3:15:00 PM
I enjoy this poem that testifies to the special familiarity of dejavu. Life has no end.
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