Filled with holiday cheer, aren't you. I remember the day I met most of the people closest to me... I remember the deaths of others, too. Sometimes, it was the same day. I can barely remember what it's like to not have aching joints, to not have back pains. I don't remember what it's like to be naive, innocent. There are things I do remember that I wish I could forget, but if I do, then no one else will remember them.
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I remember the day I met most of the people closest to me... I remember the deaths of others, too. Sometimes, it was the same day.
I can barely remember what it's like to not have aching joints, to not have back pains. I don't remember what it's like to be naive, innocent.
There are things I do remember that I wish I could forget, but if I do, then no one else will remember them.