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"It's time" I thought
Opening that creaking draw containing the last piece of our past
My shaking hand picks up the envelope
Did it always feel this heavy?
Lifting the cover, all I can see
Are smiles
From you, from me, from a better time
And every bite of emotion that I have been holding in
Soaks the almost fresh ink, a juxtaposition
To the radiance that still lives on in the form of collected pixels
But now, that is all they are
A computer generated binary imitating human emotion
The scissors make their way to my hand
And away they slice.
