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The memories I keep are from a time like then, I put them on paper so i can come back to them. Someday I'm hoping to close my eyes and pretend that this crumpled up paper can be perfect again,but a little piece of paper with a picture drawn, floats on down the street till the wind is gone. The memory now is like the picture was then, when the paper's crumpled up it can't be perfect again
The memories I keep are from a time like then, I put them on paper so i can come back to them. Someday I'm hoping to close my eyes and pretend that this crumpled up paper can be perfect again,but a little piece of paper with a picture drawn, floats on down the street till the wind is gone. The memory now is like the picture was then, when the paper's crumpled up it can't be perfect again