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Cornflower memories.
Disturbing the murky waters,
liquid blue memories
spin to the surface,
in golds and greens,
from far off plays
and long lost scenes.

Delicate moon painted bridges,
soft silver cameos
engraved on a bracelet,
serpentine embraces,
from far off nights
and long lost places.

In creeping shadows of the dawn,
I held you close to me
bound in chains of gold,
tightly wrapped around,
from ancient songs
and long lost sound.

On looms of exquisite loneliness,
tapestries embroidered
with faded threads,
whispering sands,
from far off dreams
and distant lands...

By 33whitby4654

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