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Awoken

These memories fade into me

Each time I gather

They become seamless

 

They've woven themselves into the stars

 

Beauty as they are

It is my past

 

To the melody of my soul

I caught them dancing

As if they didn't mind the memories that cried

They thought them loveliness

 

Please watch for when they fall

That is you or I falling to harmonize

 

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