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The patterns of our memory are shaped by vivid moments which we can recall like photographs even though the surrounding events are lost to us. Photographs trap moments of time and in a different way so do haiku. Both can be distillations of truth;both fascinate me.
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Hey Juliet, checking in again on your blog,and as i said before this is my favourite one! Kind of reminds me of me! haha! Gosh i am sad, any way, ive now got my own blog on here and ive put some (or maybe one so far) of my bits of writing.....i think i could get used to using this! x
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