Reminiscence

Reminiscence

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sun, Jan 17, 20212h 50m
As Taissa strokes my face it's as if her once wrinkly hands were going fresh and wrinkle free. Her gray locks turn blonde. Her eyes flutter before laying her head against my chest. I look down at my own hands as the wrinkles are slowly fading and being replaced by young built hands. Taissa looks up at me with the most simplest pleasureable voices. "Oh Evan." She says running a hand through my hair. Evan was becoming less gray headed and his natural hair color was coming in slowly his auburn was becoming more prominet. His eyes were becoming more young and brighter looking my eyes water as I intake everything before me. I nestle against him and he cradles me. "I love you." I declare as I close my eyes.
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