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Because I feel nostalgic holding onto the ends of my sleeves so they won't get bunched when I put on my coat Because I think of the past whenever I eat at Dairy Queen or drive by the park in the town I grew up in Because I can't forget balancing on railroad ties or fishing for nothing in the ditch outside my house Because I remember the time my cat killed a rabbit and burying a box of toys in the yard with my sister for Pirate Day Because my childhood was filled with visiting you at work and meeting you for lunch and climbing on your work truck even though you told me not to Because whenever I see the Big Dipper I remember you pointing it out one night and not being able to make it out in the blackness Because remembering anything of those days I am suddenly struck with your presence in them and the realization that looking back on the days I live now I won't be able to feel nostalgic for you anymore
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 11:01 PM UTC
Because
Because I feel nostalgic holding onto the ends of my sleeves so they won't get bunched when I put on my coat Because I think of the past whenever I eat at Dairy Queen or drive by the park in the town I grew up in Because I can't forget balancing on railroad ties or fishing for nothing in the ditch outside my house Because I remember the time my cat killed a rabbit and burying a box of toys in the yard with my sister for Pirate Day Because my childhood was filled with visiting you at work and meeting you for lunch and climbing on your work truck even though you told me not to Because whenever I see the Big Dipper I remember you pointing it out one night and not being able to make it out in the blackness Because remembering anything of those days I am suddenly struck with your presence in them and the realization that looking back on the days I live now I won't be able to feel nostalgic for you anymore
(my grandpa in case you were wondering)
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 11:01 PM UTC
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