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Memory is a game I lost long ago. So tell me your story, your tale of woe. "A face unmatched with any name; a scent of years in history; a scene I once consumed with eyes, a scene fades in, then slowly dies." Memory is a game that no one wins. And everyone loses, loses in time.
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Nov 11, 2010
Nov 11, 2010 at 4:49 PM UTC
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Memory is a game I lost long ago. So tell me your story, your tale of woe. "A face unmatched with any name; a scent of years in history; a scene I once consumed with eyes, a scene fades in, then slowly dies." Memory is a game that no one wins. And everyone loses, loses in time.
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Nov 11, 2010
Nov 11, 2010 at 4:49 PM UTC
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