A memoir whispers from alleys of Yore,
A longing swept, the shorelines lack,
Sunset’s embrace left untold, a fact.
Dust stirs, voicing her despair,
Once a merry lassie, free and fair,
Time’s waves sufficed, sighed in the air,
Embryo’s breath, hope bid adieu, unfair.
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This is so nice.