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I burned our memories like dead leaves

No roaring flame or slow burn embers

A quick spark, a puff, and gone

I washed it down the drain

I didn’t want the wind or sea

To feel how deep you reached in me

Now the years and minutes whittled down

To specks of dust coating my water pipes

And I think of you less than you thought of me

Strangers who once knew everything about each other

Now I don’t even know your face

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