Memory
Many weeks ago, I was struck by a flood of nostalgia and longing. Visions of candles, sparkling lights, mirrors and the pleasure of rotting decadence covered me. I looked up at the light of now reflecting on the waves washing over my head. I looked down at the depths of yesterday below my feet. I smiled. Atmospheres of air escape my lips. Sinking down into the depths of memory I smile. I smile at you.
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