He spoke words whispered in confessions that seared into my skin and then set me upon ocean waters—a drift of bottled-up reminders that kept me afloat in turbulent waters for days without end, days without direction, shipwrecked with a sunken heart, words that kept my heart pulsing with life until I washed up on a land blessed with endless sunsets.

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