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Old Days?

Despite my youth, I yearn for my past!

To relive some little joyful part of it,

To remember and feel such a blast,

That it is forever recommitted and I not forget

That all I am is borne of those moments!

 

Ah yes, small moments maybe,

But a big ripple can be made by a small stone,

And times in my life that are happy,

Far outweigh those that would see me undone,

Keeping me fresh years after they occurred,

I wish to travel back!

Just for a day!

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anderson-ritchie
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Oct 22, 2013
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