Memories Transcend

Seen or unseen,
I know I am pure & clean.
Teleported through a watery tide.
Plasma fluid like dripping sewage.

I laugh at the photograph.
A end to tear in half.

I said my confession to answer your question.
I was never mean or obscene.
I have a moral daily routine.

BUT IT DOESN'T matter.
We couldn't be any sadder.
My current profession has no aggression.
I don't take any chances, with strange romances.

© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved

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