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| Why does a dead person get two names? One is I gave to her and the other is her own. The time forces me to give her a new name, a new difination. My memory just changing by the time. And now I cannot tell the different between the two names. They just conbined seamlessly. There is no reality to me. Everytime when I start to explain it, start to think about it. It just gets so far away from me. I cannot own the reality ever since it's mixed up wiht my thouhgt, whith the name I giving. I could not tell you what I experienced who I met for I scared that I will lose it. I will lose my reality. I would rather let her faded away by the time than I lose her. I won't let the photos rewrite my jurney. I won't let the time redifine my memory. Forget is far nobler tha make up. |
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