The past is lik…


The past is like a resilient enemy, no matter how hard we try to forget, something always shakes a memory loose. And it glares at us from the depths of our nightmares, sometimes like a subtle mirage, or sometimes like a tempest. Whether we like it or not, it always disrupts our lives.

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Posted on April 3, 2014, in Poetic Justice and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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