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Old photographs in faded box,
Tell stories we forgot,
Of holidays and birthday parties,
That time has since ungrokked.
The faces young now lined with years,
The smiles now turned to tears,
But love that shined through every frame,
Endures beyond our fears.
I'll frame these memories today,
And hang them on my wall,
A testament to love gone by,
That helped me stand up tall.
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