Memories are moments to share. A time that no one forgets. The smiles, the tears, the laughs, the sighs, all shared together with those that love each other. That's what matters. That's what turns moments into memories.
The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn't it be? - it is the same the angels breathe. ~Mark Twain, "Roughing It"
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