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Dec 2013
I remember sitting in my room,
My computer screen the only light.
I smiled as I read a joke across the screen,
And didn't really quite know how to respond.

I remember my locker,
So unkempt in seventh grade.
I remember my notebooks,
Filled with notes from class.

I remember how I hated drugs,
And smoking,
And every other bad thing,
That came from the memory of you.

I remember how innocent I was,
And how you laughed at me.

I remember how I never grew sad,
Just because a person so perfect could exist.

And I remember the light in my heart,
The drive I had inside.
And How I always had a smile,
I never had to hide.
Aaron Reisinger
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