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as I see it I am the only one left.
As I walk up these steps, my heart burns. Touching walls that were marked up by us, The armed bandit group. The time sure was gone in a blast. The feeling well up, for the joy I felt. I walked up the stairs and saw the stars, my they were beautiful. all the time I spent playing hiding go seek, I felt my feet buckle. Under the realization, of the world going by. I swirl the bottle in my hand, thinking over and over of how
life felt at that time. As I make it up the stairs, my left leg started to act up again, and the accident with it. I wonder why everything had to change. As I get to the small cave, that we played in. I start crying, thinking why, why do I have to do this. Where did everything go wrong.
I see that everything is gone. The table, the chairs, even the painting we all made. I go outside and remember, the tree we all sat under, while we were playing. As we all left, we carved our names, to remember the good time we had. I got the bottle and poured all over the tree and all around it, getting our leaders memento out. I lay on the ground next to the gentle tree, as I play with the trinket, while humming a tune, as memory's begin to pop into my head. I drop the trinket, and lay to rest.
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