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I never thought I would have a trip down Memory Lane,
That is untill today...
Today I went to Jessie P, for the first time in about a year.
I had to face my fear.
I wanted it all to go away.
Especially that one day..
As I picked flowers
My eyes glazed as I remembered.
I imagined each flower containing a memory,
Represented by the colors and design
As I looked into the moonshine, I remembered.
I never let go of all the good and bad times.
I put the flowers in my pocket.
I thought of them as memories never to be forgotten.
I still think no matter how hard I try.
I never could.
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