The Fever of Memory

[ｋａｄａｌ]

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Somewhere in the distant silence of this night, she must be cradling my memory. Maybe it is because of a kiss I once gave her, or perhaps the whistle of my memories is passing through the tracks of her heart like a distant train.
It could be that a stray rain cloud drifted through her open window, bringing her the chill of a quiet evening. Or maybe, long after the rain stopped, a few leftover drops fell from a leaf and touched her skin.
In that moment, she must have felt the fever of my memory all over again.
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[HIMAWARI]

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Somewhere in the distant silence of this night, she must be cradling my memory. Maybe it is because of a kiss I once gave her, or perhaps the whistle of my memories is passing through the tracks of her heart like a distant train.
It could be that a stray rain cloud drifted through her open window, bringing her the chill of a quiet evening. Or maybe, long after the rain stopped, a few leftover drops fell from a leaf and touched her skin.
In that moment, she must have felt the fever of my memory all over again.
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This is beautifully melancholic ️. The imagery of memories lingering like a distant train or stray raindrops is so evocative....

 

[ｋａｄａｌ]

This is beautifully melancholic ️. The imagery of memories lingering like a distant train or stray raindrops is so evocative....

Thank you. There is a certain beauty in the sadness of a memory, Right? And I think you felt that.

 

[Anshhi]

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Somewhere in the distant silence of this night, she must be cradling my memory. Maybe it is because of a kiss I once gave her, or perhaps the whistle of my memories is passing through the tracks of her heart like a distant train.
It could be that a stray rain cloud drifted through her open window, bringing her the chill of a quiet evening. Or maybe, long after the rain stopped, a few leftover drops fell from a leaf and touched her skin.
In that moment, she must have felt the fever of my memory all over again.
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Amazing! Some memories soak us silently like raindrops. Great writing.

Awesome Intelligence ™​

 

[maturemumbaikar]

Beautiful!!!