September, 1964
09:18pm
I remember a girl. She had bright red lips and freckles across her nose.
She was pretty. I wonder where she is now.
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Ephemeral ☇ B. Barnes
Fanfiction. . .in which his memories come and go in waves when he's not in cryo, and he writes them in notebooks to ensure he will not lose them again. #206 in Fanfiction as of 5/28/16. © savagesociety 2016
