..I recall that day on the beach - the sand so brilliant, the clouds so massive, and the wind punishing your hair..
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.. Strands of your hair and tendrils of the wind spin into nothingness the memories of that day..
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.. Before you, life was desolate - the past hardly worth remembering - and now, each moment a keepsake I can't throw away..
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.. We went to watch the waves that bitter day and the wind took your red cap and mittens - blew them into the sea..
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.. Thinking about laughing with 2 yr old Findlay today - Dostoyevsky was right, The soul is healed by being with children...
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.. Spiritual or emotional pain doesn't become a memory so much as a bruise..
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.. The answer is not in the damn blank page - it's in the days or years before and you have to dredge it up - exhume the past again..
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.. Everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away..
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.. Everyone wants to be excited by something magical and wondrous - to be reminded of how they once saw the world..
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.. We live in the same city but don't see the same things - you see buildings and I see memories..
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.. Every time I look at you autumn leaves come in between - does it matter they're the color of your hair - or they still fall in my memory?..
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.. When I was a kid, Toronto streets were deserted and quiet on Sundays, except for the sound of church bells I stood on the sidewalk one December listening to the Christmas bells - I've never forgotten that moment..
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