Challenge
Best memory you have.
Doesn't matter if it poetry or prose. Go wild!
Wanted
Highway fell behind and curved ahead like it always did; like it always will. I remembered and took her hand. Her raven hair released a million shades of trapped light, and the smile she gave was all my heart could ever want. I formed a memory, one to be saved and cherished.
Sometimes I take it out when no one is around.
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