Memories distilled through the passing of time, like the characteristics of serpentine, alternating curvature, weaving through time, memories can be haunting or simply sublime. Memories can be like wisps lost on the wind, or they can remain as a permanent meaning, memories can be golden, or as cold as a stone, memories are stories that are there to be told. Memories are like a kaleidoscope of colours, reminding us of the mixture of haters and lovers, that passed through our lives in various ways, memories are a series of counter plays, some good, some bad, they all hold sway, in the theatre of life, where we are all on display, acting out roles, cresting each scene, memories can be nightmares or the sweetest dream, memories are all we will take out of this life in the end, so make the best memories with your family and friends.
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