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I am a ghost walking(;) through the memories replaying in my head. My actions cease with the moment; they exist no more, but memories last forever. They are the never closing door. I walk through the corridors of my heart and mind. I am a silent witness, lost within the imprints I've left upon sacred time.
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Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 12:58 AM UTC
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I am a ghost walking(;) through the memories replaying in my head. My actions cease with the moment; they exist no more, but memories last forever. They are the never closing door. I walk through the corridors of my heart and mind. I am a silent witness, lost within the imprints I've left upon sacred time.
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Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 12:58 AM UTC
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