Emotions like people,
they come and go.
Like rides,
they thrill you
like memories,
they fade or remain.
That moment,
I relived.
That exact feeling,
I felt.
That story,
I was inside once more.
Like a strange gun,
pointing straight,
firing without a warning,
hitting the target,
I was shot,
on the spot.
- dedication to the temporary void
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