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Nov 2015
And we all like to compare the past with the here and now,
but there are only certain memories that we will allow.
Like how โ€œremarkableโ€ our childhoods used to be,
compared to adulthood now where โ€œeverything has turned to debrisโ€.
As in a state of reminiscence we remember things in the most positive light
and in the greatest form so our memories of the past shine bright.
But we forget that nostalgia is a deceiver to you and me,
because nothing was ever as good as we like to remember them to be.
Shay
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Shay  27/F
(27/F)   
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   AB, SPT and Kaila Martin
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