Your rivers remember,
even as the land shifts.
Not just water, but memory—
a pulse beneath the stone.
Time does not erase, but reshapes,
yet you are still here.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Memories change over time and they shift the topography of the mind. Never the less to remember it one must still be there. Nicely done my friend
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