Memories sway and waver into my mind with adamant
thought-provoking intuition.
Climbing canyons of my subconsciousness, adapting
to reality and life's incessant demands provoking
continuous advancement of visions when creating
happier times in childhood.
(10: 55 a.m. - 12/19/08)
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