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In a few dozen years, when beating hearts subside, your memory will fade, dulled, diluted, subtly aged; but never really lost, to true listening ears, […]
In a few dozen years, when beating hearts subside, your memory will fade, dulled, diluted, subtly aged; but never really lost, to true listening ears, […]
A swirling breeze blows, across vacant spaces, where butterflies once , rode humid waves, on midsummer days . Those colorful wanderers, that once fluttered, across […]
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