Deep. Deep in the recesses linger memories that were.
And are.
Deep. Deep in the recesses nestles hope for dreams.
For things to come.
Deep. Deep in the recesses I am.
Still.
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Deep. Deep in the recesses linger memories that were.
And are.
Deep. Deep in the recesses nestles hope for dreams.
For things to come.
Deep. Deep in the recesses I am.
Still.