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Halloween, Last Year

Has an entire year really gone by? I can remember this time last year, the chilly winds forcing us closer together; the mediocrity of the everyday outshined by our verocious desires. There was something magical, something that made those times slow down, play themselves out with a flourish. Now everything seems to be a blur, stopping for no one short of God Himself. Some days, I wish to travel back to that night, almost a year ago today, and stay there forever, encircled in the light our love emitted.

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