Golden Tablets

goldentablets

The Goddesses inscribed my fate

On these golden tablets

Hung them around my neck

And

Their weight pulled

Me down to earth

When I returned

The tablets were wiped clean

Only a mark or two remained

A mark or two — your name

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memory documentation and manipulation
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