….sometimes she seems as elusive as memories of a childhood Saturday morning….but when she is there with you, its like when a flood of memories hit you at the whiff of a familiar smell….you work feverishly trying to collect it all….


….sometimes she seems as elusive as memories of a childhood Saturday morning….but when she is there with you, its like when a flood of memories hit you at the whiff of a familiar smell….you work feverishly trying to collect it all….


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