Charished Moments Comments

we keep oursevles in little jars like single orbits of unknown planets revoling around a nonexistent sun. we fall in and out of love. time is a constant reminder of agining skin, an eroding earth, life slowly slipping away.
Embracing charished moments with handfulls of photographs and unwritten memories.
the pages are like footsteps in the sand, and footsteps are like heartbeats, and sand is like paper, and paper is like skin.
and touch is imparitive.
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