"When I remember you, I remember colour- butterflies and autumn leaves, sunsets and flowers in bloom, beauty and brightness. The butterfly takes to the sky, carefree, and my mind follows, my thoughts meandering back to the day we met. It was October then too... and, in fact, it was in a tree similar to the fiery maples above me that we first laid eyes on one another..."
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11/5/2012 05:02:30 pm
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Yezall
12/9/2012 09:17:23 am
I'm a little confused. I'm not sure if you are talking about this particular short story entry of the site in general. Either way Thanks!! <3 :)
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