Lost Reflection

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By SchmalzPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Lost Reflection

Photo by Michael Tuszynski on Unsplash

Grains of the moment

Passed down by great waters

Memory embodied

About the Creator

Schmalz

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Jazzy 2 years ago
Oh my this is great!

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