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hold on to what you were, forget what you’re not
the streets were ours that summer, at least those two blocks
reminisce on those days, I guess that’s okay, you wonder why
some grow up, move on, close the chapter, live separate lives
the twenty-something confusion before the suit and tie
strangers become mistakes but those mistakes made you feel alive
hindsight is vibrant, reality: rarely lit
memories that collage, pasted with glue that barely sticks
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