"The tide recedes, but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand.The sun goes down, but gentle warmth still lingers in the land.The music stops, and yet it echoes on in sweet refrains.For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains."
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
"I was getting ready to forget you. Do you know? This made me remember so many almost forgotten memories."
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