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Memories and Pens

This pen is cracked and broken but luckily it still writes. The ink is almost at an end low, down in the point, barely visible. Did you ever use a pen to its very end from start to finish, the very same pen? Interesting. Pens are so disposable unlike thoughts, unlike feelings, unlike emotions. Memories are like pens holding our pasts full, clear and thick in the beginning, then draining, fading with the years, then skipping, missing spots with overwriting. The important things though tend to last held fast, like permanent ink kept safe, recorded, written in our hearts.

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