From Where We've Been And Where We're Going
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Last published Sat, Nov 2, 2024
"Shifting through tarnished images of a past you were a part of, mind blanketed by memories - the ghost of your former self, someone I once held and time stood still. Time stood still at least to us. At least to us."
-Old Gray
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