06 Monday Apr 2015
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Everlasting memories we weave
Every moment in this life,
Enchanted we might, Entangled we get,
Enraged at times, Entranced sometimes,
None of which stops us from making
Those memories etched in life’s canvas!
E for Everlasting, every, enchanted, entangled, enraged, entranced and etched.
Written for A to Z April 2015 Challenge.
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