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In Remembrance

It's like that. Space collaborates with time and slowly fills with sentiment.

Moments pile and we collect..

Attaching ourselves to objects that to someone else would mean nothing.

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It's like that.

///Space collaborates with time///

Collides with mind and we find ourselves mingling with a collection of past.

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Sacred ac·cou·tre·ments.

Outward accumulations of inward depths.

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The seeker, seeking reason in arrangements unreasonably arranged.

REMEMBER.

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It's like that.

////Time conflicts with space////

Collides with mind and we find ourselves suddenly conspiring with fragments of future.

 

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Lily moved.

This was her shrine////her keeper of time.