Memories of life

The enviroment seems so similar, the cool air blows against your skin tempting the dreams of adventures and new world wonders to come into your mind, you travel through the long echoing tunnel that is very dark, yet very alive, it goes into the past of other memories which were not like the one your living nor want to be in.

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