childhood memories
So faint something that forged my being yet I can't remember the welding the basis of my life I don't remember when did I become this way? with an ipad shoved in my face I think every other memory just naturally faded away space was not my reality In another dimension of digital age I don't remember running or playing or my childhood friends just a hint of loneliness, unawareness, and lack of passion no details in my brain can be traced from times of little me no matter how hard I search through the library of memories each one is like a book with the most important pages torn out, illegible
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