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and for a moment and for more than moments it all and everything stopped cold dead in the tracks of a memory fleeting whirling in the sounds the echoes and the sounds of a warped scream or a song or a laughing laugher against the buffet of the mind's wind and the colour-rush and the grainy screen of inner views gone going, going gone forever (in the blink of a mind's eye) going gone time escaped and replaced again away it goes and memory bleeds dry and sere never returning burning bridges disappear and reappear until the ashes turn back into coal.
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Oct 20, 2010
Oct 20, 2010 at 4:44 PM UTC
time and THE CRUcifiXion of memory
and for a moment and for more than moments it all and everything stopped cold dead in the tracks of a memory fleeting whirling in the sounds the echoes and the sounds of a warped scream or a song or a laughing laugher against the buffet of the mind's wind and the colour-rush and the grainy screen of inner views gone going, going gone forever (in the blink of a mind's eye) going gone time escaped and replaced again away it goes and memory bleeds dry and sere never returning burning bridges disappear and reappear until the ashes turn back into coal.
d. 20 oct. 10
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Oct 20, 2010
Oct 20, 2010 at 4:44 PM UTC
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