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Time reshapes what we loved. Laughter turns to memory, warmth becomes a photograph. But perhaps that's what makes it real, and worthy. Even if the world remakes you in ways I can't yet see, I'll learn you all over again as gently as I did the first time.
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Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 10:08 AM UTC
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Time reshapes what we loved. Laughter turns to memory, warmth becomes a photograph. But perhaps that's what makes it real, and worthy. Even if the world remakes you in ways I can't yet see, I'll learn you all over again as gently as I did the first time.
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Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 10:08 AM UTC
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