The echo of our past will catch us time and time again. This can be good or bad, sometimes there isn't even a definative line between the two. The past invades our dreams like a sweet forbidden fruit or a brooding storm cloud ready to strike with lightning. Sometimes we will believe that we can bring certain things from the past into our future by conveniently forgetting all the bad that existed, but unfortunately those things will resurface. Forgetting does not make them disappear. Let the dead lie in their graves... Open your eyes to the wonders that are being born before you and be reborn with them into the present.
Rainy daze and Starry nights
Thoughts, wonderings, poetry, and my life for all to see
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