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It was the year we...
Wait, what year was that again?
It was hard to remember what happened when anymore, especially after having so many adventures throughout the years.
Of course, my memory was a steel trap; many were stunned by my ability to recall each detail of a specific event, my gray hair and wrinkles luring them into a false sense of senility.
However, I had my photo albums to keep me from losing all sense of time. And to relive a few moments with those long gone.
But there were blank spaces for new memories to be created.
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Amethyst Champagne
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