"All that's bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest."

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Once in a while, our thoughts drift and fade, back into the recessed hiding places where our memories are stored. At times we recall them- the memories of our loves, our youths, our life experiences. These dreams appear to us, and for seconds, minutes, or hours we are there once again.

— James Michael