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As the days grow shorter,and the riotous beauty of summer leeches into the stark haunting winter freeze, I find myself revisiting ancient memories. Like a layer of dust undisturbed upon a derilict floor, loathed to kick it up lest it choke me. Its powerful particles of emotion swirl and dance in my mind's eye. Each one eliciting pain, regret,anger and a little laughter. Before long the footprints of remembrance are once again covered as a new layer forms. Memories of joy and sorrow lie dormant until a distant tomorrow.
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Dec 28, 2019
Dec 28, 2019 at 4:48 PM UTC
Dust
As the days grow shorter,and the riotous beauty of summer leeches into the stark haunting winter freeze, I find myself revisiting ancient memories. Like a layer of dust undisturbed upon a derilict floor, loathed to kick it up lest it choke me. Its powerful particles of emotion swirl and dance in my mind's eye. Each one eliciting pain, regret,anger and a little laughter. Before long the footprints of remembrance are once again covered as a new layer forms. Memories of joy and sorrow lie dormant until a distant tomorrow.
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52/M/Cornwall UK
Dec 28, 2019
Dec 28, 2019 at 4:48 PM UTC
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