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Memories are so precious and yet so fragile.
Memories are kind of like seashells; they come in all shapes, colors and sizes, some of them are not as bright as others, some have sharp points and others are smooth, they are all unique, one of a kind, and sometimes, they are easily broken.
Others become blurred and fuzzy and it becomes difficult to tell the difference between them and long lost dreams.
Still other memories remain vivid to us but even they often become misted over in our minds
Slowly overtime our memories start to fade until it is almost like a fog is obscuring them and we can never get them back.
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