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unpicking then sewing back up memories I feign would forget forever free of their insistence. I tell myself its all down to the will to will not to give them entry but some memories hold a secret to mine that treasure can take time all the time it takes to heal a wounded mind from another time.
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May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
wounded from another time
unpicking then sewing back up memories I feign would forget forever free of their insistence. I tell myself its all down to the will to will not to give them entry but some memories hold a secret to mine that treasure can take time all the time it takes to heal a wounded mind from another time.
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May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
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