I’d like to speak of this memory… but it’s so faded now…as though nothing is left— because it was so long ago, in my early adolescent years. A skin as though of jasmines… that August evening— was it August?— I can still just recall the eyes: blue, I think they were… Ah yes, blue: a sapphire blue.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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