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Sep 14
The world blew air - soft yet unrelenting.
As if drawn from bottomless lungs.
Breathing life into leaves that once hung limp.

This breeze...
That I found oh so familiar.
It's the scent that catches me unaware,
my world would halt for a brief moment as
I'd stop to ponder the where, the when
and perhaps the who.

Sometimes I'd remember...

These days I'm afraid I'd cease to...
"Some days I know
Some days I don't...
Some days I can
Some days I can't"
- The Freshmen
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