lostandfoundmemory

30 minutes and the electric screen door shut a hole that could tunnel, vision, thousands of miles away seconds of revisited memory, that years make. only seconds it takes, to see it in ones mind but never physical only fading away to only hear what can never be heard again if hell exists then its made from sheets of sensual memory to dream of one second to be seen again in the now and for eternity the best thing to happen has no weight, no sound, no sight, only light and lack of thought lack of feeling or wondering. Perche l'more dese spento I'lagrria amica mia la vie a con te.