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an Opaque in a technicolor city.
For
I shall always remember the forgotten,
sorrows as deep as the vast ocean,
waiting, for a dreamboat to tear the frozen facade.
Fly, you with the broken wings, and
may you then land, by fate, or by chance, to an ocean as
vast as my memories.
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