you remember, you? Remember it myself ... A vague idea, a vague idea, a fuzzy distance, the breeze veered into madness, something a child with a heavy heart but I know how.
Do you remember? I remember piling into small drops. In short minutes, a few seconds shatter hours. I remember ... there was no wind but you were there. You remember this future, this note we do not promise, for it takes the space of eternity?
You remember this game when we hid in the open, with rifle in to the glasses.
's it. Remember me more ... Tower of the jar. More glass and the green color hope.
remember you worry that you might get past the border? You'll remember, huh?
Tell me
Tilou Flaw: a poorly calibrated heart that beats within his chest .... But no matter because held in His Hand to her ... http://pititeshistoiressansconckence.blogspot.com/ 
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