I remember that door that creaked when entering and leaving,
I remember the smell of my mother's food,
those childhood memories that are never forgotten are those that we always carry in our hearts .
By Skere
memories towards my present
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2018-03-23 06:39
I remember that door that creaked when entering and leaving,
I remember the smell of my mother's food,
those childhood memories that are never forgotten are those that we always carry in our hearts .
By Skere