REMEMBER is a place from long ago...

[silentsinging]

 
I had a sudden desire for the smell of leaves. That rotting, earthy, dying smell of leaves. Somehow it did not depress, but rather inspired my imagination to think back on a time of smiles and laughter. I can hear the laughter now, echoing in that strangely cold afternoon. The wind moving like a ghost, slow motion even, pulling at leaves and

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