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boy, i wished i lived the 90s longer than just 10 years.


its like readin a good book you dont want to end...

There are some memories, sweet fleeting moments lost in the haze of time, that when visited send a surge of warmth up spines and bring smiles to faces, we can hear the laughter, see the tears, feel the touch as if the past was somehow become present.

Once again home amongst friends and family, those long since gone, those so far away. But it is the memories that give us back those moments, moments of clarity and brilliance, dulled not by distance nor the passage of time.

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