Those thoughts
the ever-present past
the overgrown fields
the moments we do not allow
ourselves to forget to let go
washed out to sea.
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Those thoughts
the ever-present past
the overgrown fields
the moments we do not allow
ourselves to forget to let go
washed out to sea.
I wish they would be washed out to sea!
At least moved somewhere and forgotten. Once the experience has been taken in, the memories are free to go.