Hidden memories push against their wallsTime imprisonedThey reach out across my lifeTouch me with tentacles of forgotten sensationsHeave as swell against the sea wallThreatening to break up and overTo swamp me in the real-time of their existenceMorning dawns and they have ebbedLeaving an impression that once I knew more
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