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Sunday, February 04, 2018

World of oblivion

We go back with our thoughts for that very special time to search beneath our true laughter for happiness, and the sensations take us to where dreams was giving birth, and we see the seconds go rapidly from before us, and the same feelings still remain, and our books are still filled with the images of our childhood, the clarity and purity of our true love, to find that our seats still hugging the warmth of our stories.
Although you are having a lot of memories, but you can not choose what you remember and what you must forget, it is the memories itself which impose themselves at the time it wants, 
Definitely some memories were painful and offensive but when we will have a clear picture about the past we will realize that some of our memories are better than anything that could happen to us again, And in the mill of life we do not know the true value of moments of life until they are lost... lost in the depths of memory,
Memories, this sense of conscience which transcends the will, the heart and even feelings..  It's either a flame of self-aggrandizement which we hope that it will be wasted, or glowing candle which will light our future, or even an earthquake that will destroy our souls for the rest of our lifetime. and no matter we will accept the facts or not our memories will always remain silent stories left a lasting effect on us, like bells... bells beats in our own world of oblivion.

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