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Monday, 8 December 2014

A very short story: A Breath Before

Everything is bright in this palace of light where only souls reside.

We reluctantly express our goodbye before we embark on this next breath of life.
A breath which, much like a dream can last both an instant and an eternity at the same time.
And therein is what troubles me; if we spend a lifetime apart will we still remember what we had?

We recall the life we spent together, but was there not a life before that again?
If in life we forget what came before birth, in death does it still elude us or does it come rushing back?

I will find you in this life.
I will remember.
I can't forget you.

My turn has come.
I begin to breathe in.
And I try not to forget..

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