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As memories began to fade, it's always relaxing to close your eyes, wind back the clock, and relive those moments that makes life special. Those moments that have glided past, like a bird on wing, never to make the circle again. Those moments that are caught in our memories, that make one smile or laugh, or shutter to think how it could have turned out. Those fleeting memories that take us back to another time, and while sitting on the porch, rocking, remembering, those events in life that make us who we are.
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