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When the wave receded, and I was left gasping for air, trying to hold onto the memories before they slipped away once more. I knew that no matter how hard I tried, I could never fully escape the undertow of nostalgia. It was a part of me, a constant presence that would always be with me, pulling me back to the past.
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