[Valentine's day memories; 16 Fev.2007]
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3 comments:
Every one needs a second wing to fly.
A. N.
And what happens if that second wing detaches from you in the middle of the flight? Is it's memory enough to keep you from falling?
Only if it's a memory that is held up by the hope of return. I actually think I'd prefer to fall than to keep a memory that has no hope of being reality.
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