Vestige


“And I know,  thus the quiet-coloured eve

Smiles to leave
To their folding, all our many-tinkling fleece
In such peace,
And the slopes and rills in undistinguished grey
Melt away—”

from Love Among the Ruins by Robert Browning

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Relinquish

Cadence

Deliquesce

memories fade, melt away