"And before you close your eyes, listen to every detail you failed to see."

They say a journey can be measured in the lives touched by your presence or even the words left behind.  However who takes the time to touch those who cannot see?

In our lives, people come and they go, never to return again, making our last memories nothing more than a fraction of a second lost in time between fleeting moments of the pages in our history.  In the sanctity of our minds we begin a journey, unraveling the pieces that bound us together and through familiar names and faces here is where our story began.
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