Thinking of the past, I always recall the beginning of the 'The Go-Between': 'Past is another country, we do things differently there.' Living only now, I know that when this present becomes a different past I will cherish it in this strange search for my self. And all the colours will blossom quietly.
Thinking of the past, I always recall the beginning of the 'The Go-Between': 'Past is another country, we do things differently there.' Living only now, I know that when this present becomes a different past I will cherish it in this strange search for my self. And all the colours will blossom quietly.
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