That two pair of eyes in which we saw our reflections.
The memories never remembered
Nitin Dangwal
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Reading this reminded me of the beginning of Charles Dickens’ David Copperfield where he’s recalling as far back as he can into his childhood and cannot quite distinguish memory from impressions. Great piece! I really enjoyed it. The line about ‘two pairs of eyes in which we saw our reflections’ was particularly eloquent and reminded me of the second half of this piece I published: Two eyes, too

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