January 20, 2015

disappear in my life

When the time memory precipitation, we, whether still remember first unfocused. When memory is time pawn, you and I, but such as grave a wisp of solitary smoke.
Is will be dispersed, I this feeling, because there is no eternal. We're just a traveler to the world, hurry and come, in a hurry. Echo, will eventually disappear in the outline of time. The journey of life, will have the same ending, but the end thereof as a pool, although at that time the next day endless blue, but the way, the north wind, after all, but is also a pool of the broken stem.
Time and maybe it will leave traces, though very pale, very shallow, but enough to make a personal recognition. We, finally also not that year. Is the time's mercy, to stir up the heart of ripples. Or a psychological shock, shake the colorful days. Eyes see, already is not a mountain, not water, not so simple Travel deals.

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