A treacherous creature

We all carry certain images in our heart. Certain chunks of memories that are doomed to be with us forever. They flash before our eyes out of the blue, like a pebble being thrown in the already disturbed waters, causing some more ripples before settling down again. These mental images can be anything; of things that weren't but could have been, or of things that were but should never have been. Memories indeed are a treacherous creature.

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