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it's been a year.
so much has happened.
here i have poured out my heart, and here i have hidden my thoughts,
tucked away in a small corner.
mystery was never my thing anyway.

remember--?

there's so much i remember, but

i always remember more than most, and

i'm afraid to recount the tiny details that make things so special to me.

all these small things.

these ups and downs.

how all of us got from there to here.

they're part of life,

downswings in the economy of our heads.

we thrive and then we dive.

highs and lows.

as i read, i remember.

remember.

--11.2.17