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I folded memories of you to keep them safe.
The corridors of my mind carry echoes of your voice.
I pray time does not erase.
Within the chambers of my heart, you remain.
Yet upon my skin.
I can find no trace,
for you have only ever been to me, a satellite in the sky dancing with the stars.
Something to gaze at through a telescope, as far out of reach as Jupiter and Mars.
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