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10/27/2011 8:12:38 PM
give me the low There I stood. Near the edge of a cliff overlooking the cascading waterfall.
Only it wasn't water flowing over the point of no return.
They were my memories in a simpler form.
So, there I sat.
catching parts of my life.
Memories forgotten, memories cherished, memories locked away.
I laughed at that one time, I blushed at another.
I remembered you, and you.
After sometime, something then happened that I didn't expect.
There was no more water, no more memories .
So, there I walked, over to the edge.
As I looked over the edge a smile overcame my face.
What did I see you ask.
Well while I was watching my life go over the edge.
I was actually just watching my life fall into place.
ever so perfectly.
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