http://slow.writerscafe.org/Shadow%20of%20memory The original writings of author Shadows of Memories en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776034247 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 two struggles to be de-struggled, but are they really and finally? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadow-of-memory/982947/ when the ever known people becomes never known strangers http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadow-of-memory/982944/ what if our so known super-power God, becomes human and falls in love with a mortal- being and engage Himself into copulation with her? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadow-of-memory/980881/ The ocean of fantasy tempts  me,With its crawling dreams alluring me,Through my eyes, in my brain, Creates a solitary oasis in my soul That still waits for you Amidst the devastated fence ofcognition. 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