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LOL. The past is the past.

William Faulkner — The past is never dead. It's not even past.

John Banville — The past beats inside me like a second heart.

[silently weeping...]

[this is not silently weeping...]

Me, or you?

the text :D

Haha... Yes, of course. I, suppose, I was the one silently weeping. Turned 45, few weeks ago, and still musing on the passage of Time. :o