Yearbook

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i opened the yearbook and

ran my fingers over the smooth pages

the innocent faces.

childhood friends long forgotten

remember all the times we laughed together?

made fun of the cafeteria food and later

spent the day getting sunburned at the beach

if only i could reach

out and grab those memories 

relive the joy that was coursing through my veins

now that happiness has turned to pain

and 

I miss you i miss you i miss you


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