forgotten memories
In my horizon
A lingering thought stays
it is familiar but not familiar
like the sea it comes back and forth, taunting me to see it
but like a cold lover it recedes back to its light
i cannot tell what is, but i know it is dear
i can never let it go and i never shall
because it is mine...and only mine
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