Me and My memories

Me and My memories

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"The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared." ( Lois Lowry) I wish childhood would never have passed; but life does not work like this. One phase goes and than another comes. we have to accept all the phase. it depends on us how the extract the memories. I had mine; some of them i am going to share now.
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