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Your pictures keep coming in front of me.
What should I say to anyone else?
They tell me a lot before I do.
Seeing your pictures, my boat of memories starts moving.
Sitting in this boat of memories, my eyes flow like the ocean.
Each moment is heavy,
When this boat goes far into this ocean.
There is a shore right now (present),
But this boat often gets stuck in the storms of the past.
About the Creator
Suraj poetry plus
Of these thoughts that human has become the most important species in the world, it is these thoughts that have made man the son of God or the son of Satan, therefore whatever your thoughts may be, they are important.
I am write my thoughts
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Love that analogy! It's so different.