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Where was I
Time is a measure of mortality in an unforgiving world.
Memories are essential in the preservation of a lifetime spent among the species.
As I grow older my solitude eclipses my age.
What would you call a life without recall of events so close you can still hear there echoes in the hallway?
As my reasoning expires so too does my will to fight an unending battle to which I cannot win.
Memories are essential in the preservation of a lifetime spent among the species.
As I grow older my solitude eclipses my age.
What would you call a life without recall of events so close you can still hear there echoes in the hallway?
As my reasoning expires so too does my will to fight an unending battle to which I cannot win.
Published 13th Jun 2023
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A fantastic film from 2000
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13th Jun 2023 10:40pm
