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I remember the little details about the people who matter to me: what makes them happy, what upsets them, what they hide behind a simple I’m fine. I just wish someone noticed those things about me too.
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Even though I know no one really pays attention to me, to this place, or to the little details that make it special, I still want to leave pieces of myself here fragments of who I am, little things that come with me, and everything that makes me, me.
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Dancing bears, painted wingsThings I almost rememberAnd a song someone singsOnce upon a DecemberSomeone holds me safe and warmHorses prance through a silver stormFigures dancing gracefullyAcross my memorySomeone holds me safe and warmHorses prance through a silver stormFigures dancing gracefullyAcross my memoryFar away, long agoGlowing dim as an emberThings my heart used to knowThings it yearns to rememberAnd a song someone singsOnce upon a December
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Remember me Don’t let it make you cry For even if I’m far away I hold you in my heart I sing a secret song to you Each night we are apart Remember me Though I have to travel far Remember me Each time you hear a sad guitar Know that I’m with you The only way that I can be Until you’re in my arms again Remember me
