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October 4, 2004
Memories leave and return, volatile wax vapors burning off the candle. Condensed like carbon off the flame tip, in a residue that only reminds you of the flame.

Are they encoded messages for which the key has been lost? A computer file deleted, but still on the disk waiting to be found?

And if lost and regained, suddenly there, that which was previously not, how can they be trusted? How when the memory of remembering is only a memory that may not have been there the day before itself, and we may have forgotten that we once did not know?