We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
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Storia di Helan Paul
Pieces of Time
"She would grab whatever she could- a look, a whisper, a moan- to salvage from perishing, to preserve. B...
