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[almostfamous87]

I love days when life is just sincerely beautiful. Kent and I were near death (or so it felt) that day we went flying down by sled at Garrison Hill. I remember the soft safety of the snow and the adrenaline running through my veins. Hil and I raced Sam and Kent, but we lost the battle in the end due to a lack of proper steering. The four of us

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ahh, good times

[anonymous]

good times may fade, but memories will always stay. i will always have a special place for that day on garrison hill, and you're there too. never forget the sunset, always stay golden.

love you meg.
kent