Are the markings just for a now or are they deep into the skin? It doesn't really matter what is now and what lasts for a lifetime. All are gone, the old familiar faces. New markings from tattoos and tech obscure the ones I once knew, and inside the same river flows, pulling down new banks and ebbing this way and flowing that. The only things that feel to last are those markings deep in the soul, that no one can see. I loved a love once, fairest among women. A parasol high against the desert sun, to save the skin flowing heavens in the skin that only some could see.
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