Photos. Click! A moment of your life.
That moment was happy. That one was difficult. You were injured at that time. You were lonely just then. You were thinking of something you wanted but couldn't have. You were thinking of nothing but colors.
Gone. Preserved.
Once upon a time I spent an entire day waiting. A whole day of moments, thousands upon thousands. Gone. Not preserved.
Gone. Preserved. Not preserved. Gone.
This is are all there is.
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