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memory.

it's a funny thing, isn't it?

it's something that can stab you in the back, but at the same time, you can't live without it. 

it reminds you of your worst times, the times you can only wish to forget.

and it reminds you of your best times, the times you wish to cherish until the day your casket is drawn to the ground.


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