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ANDYR; mood board/visualousities

But I want to remember - another time.

I want to remember living.

I want to remember what it was like. To feel, and to love, and to laugh.

Why can't the world hear? I ask myself. Within a few moments, I ask it many times.

Because it doesn't care, I finally answer.

And I know I'm right.

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