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Thursday, September 10, 2009

Memory (Explored 30 June 2009)

What will become of us if we have no memories...

I love the memories of me staring at a perfect sunset. I love the memories of watching the pretty clouds change their shapes. I love the memories of the scent from each coming rain. I love the memories of the temperature after a heavy rain. I love the memories of the the cool wind when it kissed my face.

But I wish we could choose to erase the memories of the happiness we have lost...

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