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Jun 2015
the things that ***** the mind,
the injustice of memory and its patchy, depthless murk.
remind your brain of moments--remember, remember, remember this one, this time, this feeling, the colors, the laughter.

there is so much here you will never begin to touch.
but here are these words, these thoughts, these times.
don't forget.
Sarah Johnson
Written by
Sarah Johnson  Missoula, MT
(Missoula, MT)   
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