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Per Olof Frid

  • 1963.08.31 - 2016.07.26

Don’t forget the times when your face was wet and salty. Your knees red and blue.&nbsp;When your gut was twisted and turned, and your heart was split in two. <br /> Don't forget the bad. <br /> Don’t forget &nbsp;the the times the sun shone through your eyes. When your pink soft lips spread across your face. When everything you saw was in colours you could not name and the world in shapes no one had ever seen. <br /> <br /> Don't&nbsp;forget the good.<br /> &nbsp; And in the end just remember… I won't forget you. <br /> <br /> Marcus Frid&nbsp;

Don’t forget the times when your face was wet and salty. Your knees red and blue.&nbsp;When your gut was twisted and turned, and your heart was split in two. <br /> Don't forget the bad. <br /> Don’t forget &nbsp;the the times the sun shone through your eyes. When your pink soft lips spread across your face. When everything you saw was in colours you could not name and the world in shapes no one had ever seen. <br /> <br /> Don't&nbsp;forget the good.<br /> &nbsp; And in the end just remember… I won't forget you. <br /> <br /> Marcus Frid&nbsp;
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