Every smile is an echo from the past. It is a memory rekindled in the moment. It is a trace of Eve when she first saw Adam.
[I dreamt up these lines in response to a poem.]
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Every smile is an echo from the past. It is a memory rekindled in the moment. It is a trace of Eve when she first saw Adam.
[I dreamt up these lines in response to a poem.]
I write, act, and produce films in Los Angeles. Everything else is conjecture. View more posts