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Indefinable moments become the memories of our lives.
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Colored dreams surge through my mind. Overhead covered blanket of gray skies. Imagination walks paths of colored dreams….
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I hold a vision, from here to there Where I can see, things of memory The path lays…
Indefinable moments become the memories of our lives.