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Riples become waves,
tall as buildings.
Echos become screams,
too loud to withstand.
What once was lost
has returned.
What has been forgotten,
has become the center of attention.
Welcome back
old friend.
I missed you
like a nail in my hand.
tall as buildings.
Echos become screams,
too loud to withstand.
What once was lost
has returned.
What has been forgotten,
has become the center of attention.
Welcome back
old friend.
I missed you
like a nail in my hand.
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i hope the nail was not rusty