I hate when memories begin to fade. The memories you once were able to recall so vividly can start to get a little hazy. You are no longer able to recall all the smells, the sounds, the images in great detail like you once did.
I hate that.
Time creeps in...
and like a thief, slowly steals the memory from you.
However, maybe not completely. I'll find hope in that.
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