Capture the memories, one flash at a time, each shutter snaps, smacks me in the face. But the memories I have of this tattered carnival, are they worth keeping? Maybe I was merely burning bridges that I didn’t even know existed by embracing the laconic. But, I’ve trusted, completely, loved completely, only to have been thrown down a flight of stairs, down a well, down a mountain. So, what difference does it make?
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