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Feb 2014
I My mind is kind of foggy
I don't remember much at all
I went to sleep with everything
And I've woke with no recall

But there seems to be a memory
Still itching in my mind
I tried to force it; pull it through
But I think it just needs time

I sat there for a moment
And it finally came through
I was so relieved my last memory
Was one I shared with you

Of all my memories I could choose
This one would sure be it
The one where your lips touched my cheek
And butterflies threw their fits
Savannah Becker
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Savannah Becker  Cleveland, Ohio
(Cleveland, Ohio)   
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