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Sep 20
Like leaves that drift and scatter,
Time may mist and muddle—
Faces blur, places shift—
But do memories truly fade?
Written by
Sam S  34/M/Dorset
(34/M/Dorset)   
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   Valentine, Aishu, Luz and Magi Candelaria
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