Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
Touch has a memory. — John Keats
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Touch has a memory.

— John Keats
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No person is more ruthlessly cheated than someone strip-mined of his or her ability to recall the vibrancy of the past. — Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls
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