I don't remember the colors of the spines on the books that lived in my bedroom.
I don't remember what the monster in my closet looks like.
I don't remember the number of songs I listened to.
I don't remember the ideas I've had.
I don't remember a lot.
I don't remember the last time I found a note from you when cleaning my desk.
I don't remember the first time I looked out my window at night.
I don't remember the last time I didn't think about you.
I don't remember the first time I met you.
I don't remember when I fell.
I don't remember.
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