An emotion is timeless; it goes into the deepest of ourselves, and when we digest it, when time goes, its residues are still there, overlapping at our entrails, forming and keeping us erect, deforming and reinventing us. And suddenly, there it is, that song, image or smell, like a switch that teleports us to the depths of we have already lived.


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An emotion is timeless; it goes into the deepest of ourselves, and when we digest it, when time goes, its residues are still there, overlapping at our entrails, forming and keeping us erect, deforming and reinventing us. And suddenly, there it is, that song, image or smell, like a switch that teleports us to the depths of we have already lived.

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