Our memories.
They're just a projection that shows us the many reels we have kept in our minds.
Only to be played when we can no longer hold ourselves up.
Just a film of reels that allows us to make our movie before the end comes closer.
YOU ARE READING
Life Of Reality
PoetryPoems. From young to old. Happy to unhappy. Friends to family. Poetry to many lines of words. Only one author to write it all. ×××× Ranks: #27 in meaning
