where the memories went

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so many memories

float away in the dust

and they turn to gold

lost in our imagination


so many memories

swept away by the wind

sink into the subconscious

and make diamonds in our mind


so many memories

drawn out by the tides

tumble in the waves

until they are polished smooth


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