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FRACTAL
If I could remember
Every moment we've had
To the disgust of what's inside
I think I'd be glad
At the behest of my demons
All memories wiped
Now the lake is a river
And my core is revived
But something still lingers
In the depths of black soil
I out-stretch my fingers
Reminisce of that coil
And my breath is but dew
Upon morning loam
I whisper through the phone
'I'm coming home...'
Usher to me please
Your deepest confessions
Stay true to yourself
I won't be here for long
Nor will I hear you long
For I'm beginning to drift away
That's what I thought that day
But alas, here I slumber
In this thicket of dead Summer
Waiting for an answer
Inside the fractal of life
I will never stop searching
Until I remember
I was by the water
Boon of jet-black drapery
Befitting of a princess
Clothed in raven wings
The moon, quicksilver
Cast upon the ocean
We lay there in silence
Where midnight was golden
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