Originally posted by Grampy BobbyHow incredibly tender and poignant the play of human emotions can be, especially when remembering an often remembered person (along with events, time and place in which the two of you became permanently intertwined) and the intermittent memory is still so fragrant as to be suitable for the purpose of being poured out as a wine or libation with which to take any and all bitter 'what might have been' pills.
[b]Things I still fail to understand...
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