After a nervous smartphone breakdown, the cloud has been generous enough to give me back some pieces of what it seems to have been my recent life.
References
Memory, hither come by William Blake
Memory, hither come, And tune your merry notes
After a nervous smartphone breakdown, the cloud has been generous enough to give me back some pieces of what it seems to have been my recent life.
References
Memory, hither come by William Blake
Stories from A Closet of Errors 
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