only way to be found.
Like a once adored trinket,
that brings nothing else back
but painful memories and lost love,
flung off to the crashing waves
as if trying to drown the pain.
Where another man finds it
along with his morning catch,
and brings it home to his wife
to remind her of his love,
as if reminding too the trinket
of the purpose it was meant for
before it was tossed into the sea.
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