All Those Times

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I remember all those times we laughed. Those times we played. Those times that are slipping through my fingers and falling on the floor as I write these words.

Memories of time cut short. It seems that’s all I have left. A vague recollection of the highlights of my life, mired inside the landscape of the lowlights. A car in an open field with its lights on, until…



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