For a moment you made me forget who I was.
Spinning a rose, collecting shells from the ocean.
If you stick it to your ears you know you can hear the waves.
It is true I know it sounds crazy, a sound of continuous crashing and splashing.
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Never forget so precious. thanks. My dear poet it is life and in life it is difficult to forget. In forgetfulness there is love there is peace. good poem. I love it.