Memories of Places.
Some say its the journey, some say its the destination... and some don't have a thing to say because they know where they are heading to.
Memories of Places.
Follow the River and you'll learn many things, yes, many.
Oh, Hairy Trees.
They are one hell of the many things at a time. So I never had a clear picture of them in my mind.
Can't tell you whether its a sibling tree or the couple tree?
I am going there where no one can feel my existence. I'll be the memories remain.- With love,From my lala land.
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