A chance encounter. Distance an enemy but maybe a needed protection. Eyes of blue that give way to so many questions begging be answered. But for now as the cannons of past battles are empty and her memories once again remain the only victim of a July day so many years ago. The memories that ring the truest and loudest still remain unanswered and deepest in my mind. Who are you.
...one step at a time.
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