Par_c➡️Parsi

"It was the most amazing ion exchange I would have ever felt", She was the most amazing girl I would have ever met, and that was the best experience I ever had.

"The black molecule" is her beauty that was lit in the black dress, and she was looking no less than a queen. "Also had(/s) an isotope" represents this: that day I came across her only sister, they were probably fraternal twins.

As per the previous data, (It has been said by the researchers) that only photons make the objects visible to us is for the faces which we see, gets stored in our memory, and the subconscious intelligence uses it to create media files (REM, DS or Lucid dream), contradicted this time. This claim appeared to be wrong this time, as I had never come across her before.

There was no residual memory. I didn't knew her, still the threads were in the brain, still she is into my brain.

Was it an extraterrestrial transmission, or just a creation of the brain.

Poem describing past events:

Lucid Dream

O she came to hug me,
and a kiss of love.
On the path followed by crowd
We were walking alone.
With my palm she was
and Swinging with a joy,
There came an end
to the same old nigh.

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If the eyes are the windows to the soul, what are the lips?

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