everything//nothing

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It's the same but different.

I'm still the same, but I've changed in every way possible.

Those kids. They were my kiddo's once upon a time. They aren't anymore.

They're changing, too.

The old church. It ain't even a church now.

I see more obituaries I know than ones I don't.

That shouldn't be right.

I miss myself.

I miss those days.

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