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Jun 2015
Love as we know it can never die
As long as we possess the ability to recall
We can re-experience every pleasurable moment
If we are willing to remove our angry walls

Will you allow yourself the chance
To remember how you felt
As you embraced a long lost lover
When nothing mattered and no one else

All the grief melts away
For those sacred seeds were sown
And all the moments of good love
Are as good as carved in stone
We store memories under many different categories, smell, sight, hearing, taste, touch and so on, the temporal lines get blurred.
That's why you have dreams of ex-lovers you now hate and in the dream you're still in love. Just something to think about.
Traveler
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Traveler  61/M/Traverse City Mi.
(61/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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