4.23.2010
old friends
they remember him. not quite as i remember him, but still they remember him. and what they remember is as sweet as what i remember. they remember things i don't and i remember many things they don't but in the end, it's important that they remember still. it's sometimes hard to remember. it's sometimes fun to remember. it's often lovely to remember. i remember him loving me well. i remember him treating them well. they remember him as treating them well. i remember him well. i remember when he was well. they remember when he was very well. i remember some of the things they remember but not some things they remember. i'm so glad they remember. i hope they'll always remember. i'll always, always remember.
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