Excerpts of a Wandering Mind
Tuesday, 24 September 2013
Like dust
Time seems to stop for now,
As we walk along the path,
Looking back into the water,
I reminisce about the past,
And a ripple breaks the surface,
The memories scatter,
Like dust.
~Rei Shiori
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