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Is there never a sweeter joke than when the one thing a person gives away they want to revisit and the life they so easily left behind suddenly seems so simple, so welcome. But times are what they are, and the cruel ticking breaks through the memories of mistakes gone right. Today is where I am, and I can only hope for a deployment to get my head straight. Wish me luck my long remembered lover, times continue to happen and you will be in my mind, guiding me through the night of shots fired and mortars exploding. Pray for me, I know I will.