"If we could just incarcerate all our memories in bottles and tightly secure the cap. We could then glance from outside the pot, smirking at the helpless bad reminiscences and smiling at the vibrant good ones. All of them firmly put away, too distant to matter to us any more."
I only wondered if I could just strum out this memories and move towards peace. But, It is like the clinking of lustre glasses and striking my mind..
Is these your own words?
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