A lost memory,
Renew by time of self resilience.
A forgotten secret,
Recovered by fragment mapped treasure.
Something never really lost.
But only buried under coved safe thoughts.
Dial into me, dial into oneself.
Fingers pressing and pressing,
A complex bog of infinite lies.
How to bear, how to see.
Breach the truth of dirty lyrics.
Blow pass, by passed.
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