Times Of Our PastA Poem by FaeryQueenon the spot
M E M O R I E S
that we can live by senses overload senses and i smell my childhood from across the ageing pond i can see the wisps of thought floating on the surface words echo echo echo echo me my past vibrate all we had and take back the times of our past
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