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Tuesday, 23 March 2010

I see the memories, I smile, maybe give a chuckle or two and possibly laugh but can't help feel something that is amiss. A tight knot? A slight cut? Nostalgia? 


I remember.


I want to let go. But does it mean forgetting? I don't want to forget. I want it to be a lesson to me. Maybe the pain is a good kind of pain. 


Yeah, it is.


Moving on.
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