CXXIV

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Explaining how i feel means delving into memories

the moments shared with you

just like the days of light with them

my mother for i wish peace on her soul

a red color that could burn yet she still loved with all her heart

my childhood friend that was there before i could remember

his fur colored orange with softness to cause tears of joyful comfort by a single touch

i thought that you wouldn't leave too

but i was wrong

and here i am, reminiscing on all of them.


-you have joined "them"


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