It was the way her mind would hold on to the details of that day. Love is nothing compared to a single memory replayed a thousand times. - Post by wordplay on Boldomatic

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It was the way her mind would hold on to the details of that day. Love is nothing compared to a single memory replayed a thousand times.

It was the way her mind would hold on to the details of that day. Love is nothing compared to a single memory replayed a thousand times.

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