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I find my memory slowly fading. Trying to recall a moment that used to be so vivid in my mind, I can now only pull out tiny facts from the memory. Memories you tell yourself you'll never forget, that you'll hold on to forever, get harder and harder each day to recall. As I live an -almost- perfect life, I can't help but worry that these memories, the ones we talk about never forgetting, will be gone in a matter of years. The summer will somehow mesh into one large blurry picture that we cant really make out. Together as a group we will strain our eyes and recall tiny bits and pieces of the whole picture, but never clearly see the entire thing.