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"The memory throws up high and dry
A crowd of twisted things;
A twisted branch upon the beach
Eaten smooth, and polished
As if the world gave up
The secret of its skeleton,
Stiff and white."
T. S. Eliot, from “Rhapsody on a Windy Night”

[prompted by odalisquia’s word suggestion: “nostalgia”]   
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