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Random Echoes 1
Lets recall some memories….
Of the past, which are now dead …
And cannot be unwritten
Those which like the sands of an hourglass - has mingled
And become a part of time itself.
I am so proud to recall those memories
Of him and of me…
As I sat lovingly on his lap, while he caressed me;
A part of me liked to be spoilt, while a part of me rebelled-
saying, " I am a grown up now? "
"I don't need these caresses, this kind of love, those funny
Sounding names! ! "
He happily complied with me
For some reason now I wish I had ...