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There comes a time when memories once vivid, begin to soften.
What you’ve lived, loved and carried quietly slips away if it isn’t held somewhere outside of you.
The truth is memories don’t just fade. They leave.
There comes a time when memories once vivid, begin to soften.
What you’ve lived, loved and carried quietly slips away if it isn’t held somewhere outside of you.
The truth is memories don’t just fade. They leave.