I always liked writing, but never wrote much, except for a few lines scribbled in the school notebooks.
Then life taught me that we are nothing if not for memories.
Life is like the beautiful patterns sunlight creates on the ground, falling through the trees. Moments that touch us deeper are bright in memory, and the rest in dark. In the end, light fades away completely. Preserve as much as we can, before it goes.
Hope you enjoy what I have.
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