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same time, always at the same time, equal standing, not quite, some more imporatant than others, spent too much time waiting today, didn't need to be waiting, should have been behind the wheel, wonder what it's like, haven't been behind one lately, hopefully will remember, cause it's like riding a bike, i hope, and i still know how to ride a bike, even if it's a little too big for me, see old faces, remember curly red? saw her friday, across the rock plaza, just talking with friends, she's adding a class, doesn't seem that amazing anymore, more real, less fake, less red actually, remember swing dancing partner? saw her at lunch one day, don't know if she remembers me, with long black hair, not in braids, well kempt, strange, but she was there, other people, other faces, remember some remember none, how was she? where do i remember her? do i ever stick out in someone's eye? am i memorable, do i get to be a memory, do i?
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