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egg of memory

those worlds are lost to me now, once achingly close, like yesterday's rain, but, will I see you then, in this egg of memory, cracked open with a sigh, fleeing like smoke, with a faint smile on a face, ghosting in kodachrome? ah, but our arrow of time, affliction of our race, trails ashes behind, piercing forward, forward, pitiless unrelents, passing present past, I, me, the stranger who waits, one who was not so long ago, to these, our familiar spectres, longed for by we, melting in moments, our ageless affliction, but future and promise, ring hollow when grasped, a love miscarried before, blooms dankly below, seed germinating on barren soil, and I, alone in revolutions, light dark then light again, await that missle's last flight, quiet now, like dust.

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