She was carrying forgotten things…

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She was traveling.
Where was she going?
Someone has to know…

She was carrying forgotten things…

Immeasurable, long-lasting
Things that could not be broken
even if
one tried.

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Half concealed
Everything danced when she spoke.
And those things
Hidden so far in memory
all at once
jolted free.

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It was a moment.
Nothing more.

-The Wit Continuum

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