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There was a time
when the words
flowed like a waterfall,
an endless cascade
of letters, gathering
together like waves
in the ocean, crashing
down in a sigh, then
slipping away once again.
This is where my life will end,
like the bottom of a riverbed,
dried up, seared by the heat
of the daytime star, scarred
where words no longer
can bleed brittle memories,
merely to fall away,
an invisible page
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