Things long forgotten
Thoughts forever drowned
Floated up from the depths
Causing ripples in the surface
Tearing away
The illusion of calmness
The veil of silence
The mask of indifference
Because of one hand
One hand that reached
Past the murky waters
Touching the spirit within
Silently beckoning
Silently inviting
Calling from behind the veil
Between illusion and reality
Does it matter, then?
Whether illusion or real
Pain always felt the same
Loss always felt the same
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