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Oct 2017
While distant memories fade to grey
And time takes them so far away,
Others stay, locked deep inside
Where visions lie but cannot hide.

I miss you now but you’re still here,
Whispering songs into my ear.
I take you with me every day,
Remembering games we used to play.
My grandmother and grahdfather love to play games with all us kids. A pleasant memory.
Richard Grahn
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Richard Grahn  58/M/Chicago
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