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Incense whispers drift skywards Echos amid the memory boxes. Prising lids off revealing recollection relics - Fragments labeled and categorised. I run my hand over each: Exploring the worn grooves of emotion - Branded into being human by perspective! Examining each piece I question it's reality... Is it time to redefine? rediscover? to re-remember? The pathway forward is revealed by Incense whispers drifting skywards...

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