Kit

I remember you. I always thought fondly of you. I wish I knew how to get a hold of you, maybe we’d have some cool shit to talk about. I’ll bet I’m right.

Sometimes people come and go. But I never forget anyone. If I had something special with you once, maybe there is more to it than that. Maybe I’ll call out with longing for something far from me.

I’m thinking maybe you’re out there somewhere. Living your life. It’s amazing the random shit that happens as a direct result of being alive.

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