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Memories come and go, memories come and stay, and experiences mark our memories, and adorn our memories.
It's at bedtime that I'm alone with my demon, that I live in an eternal argument with my mind, that all my worst thoughts, my worst memories appear like an endless cycle because it's when I lie down that distractions end and reality hits me.





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