The shadow of memory is longer in dreams, where the associations come and go more freely.
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The shadow of memory is longer in dreams, where the associations come and go more freely.
It's about time someone said something. Why not I? And what do I see in that? What do you see? We shall see. Otherwise what is there to say? Who are we without that? View more posts
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