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Date Written: November 12, 2017

Fragmented like the memories of a forgotten time

It lays translucent as fresh spring water,

It is fluid, curved, and sometimes oblique

Yet—as beautiful as the hues of blues and greens of the ocean waves

Crashing on the beach,

It is dangerously sharp like a razor’s edge.

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