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Precious moments are always heart tender sweet visions trapped in our lil memory card up there. Now read it again. “Moment” which means not all the time not anywhere it’s just fragmented moments like drawing Picasso on sand underneath me it’s just matter of time when wind take its roll as washout and the art we had fade out. Wind’s new magic pen drew waves on sand drew waves in clouds always drawing waves in water. I shall wish to me the wind to never loose what we got and always draw what I got to tell you. Every where every time all the time.as a constant reminder I shall be. (Taken with instagram)
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