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I'll never forget the way your hand slipped in mine that day.

We walked down that winding path to the Lilypad Pond; I remember listening to the sound of my heartbeat and your excited voice.

"Do you remember too?" I whisper to the wind and get nothing, but a wisp of a memory slowly slipping away.


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