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Flickering Glimpses of Long Lost Memories.

He sucked the nectar from her heart like a famished butterfly.

Ellen Hopkins

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Leaving the past in the past can't happen without allowing those memories to begin their decomposition. This is my compost heap; a place where a new beginning can finally start taking shape.

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