I Remember
I remember the good times and the bad times.
I remember the time my dog killed a big, fat rat.
I remember the dreadful smell,
the gore, that awful sight!
I remember winning a medal, its weight around my neck.
I remember how hard I worked for it,
the positions of the pieces on the chessboard,
the look in my opponent's eye, the sound of my heart beating.
I just remember.
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