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Apr 2017
sense impressions, unlocked memories
reveal themselves, leach out the past
seemingly random, without order
free to roam at will, a flavoured
remembrance long forgotten
something deep, touched senses
come to visit the present,
knocking at the door of perception.
Written by
nivek
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