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Sometimes,
memories overwhelm me
flooding into my brain
and threatening to drown out the present;
panicked, I shake my head
side-to-side
trying to force the water out.
It leaves and my thoughts stay,
but they are watersoaked;
stained and soggy they sit there:
he sat here and kissed me.
and then the water-wheel starts churning,
and in come pouring
thoughts and emotions, like:
will I really live my whole life like this?
for a brief second I consider
that I may drown,
but I keep swimming,
because that's what I've been taught to do.

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