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Friday, October 22, 2010
Vauge Memories
I remember that old place; that's where I learned to laugh, to love, to cry. I had my first birthday there. Now, it's gone. Nothing but a dirt lot with a "FOR SALE" sign in the front. That old house was wonderful. I remember the day I left him; my friend, my life, my home. For now, I've got to move on; can't let anything hold me back. If I stop going forward with my life, I'm going to lose track of what happens. I drive back there every now and then, to look at that old lot. I sit and socialize with some of the construction workers, tell them I used to live there. They just smile and continue working. The only thing that drives me away from there, was the day my parents left each-other. The world got all up into a hurry; I don't know what happened. It wasn't that way in that old place, then again, nothing was.
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