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Backjack-Kitsune — this day...our day
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this day, my day. a day meant to be remembered
for it is also their day. Those who have lived their
lives and passed away. those who gave us every
thing they had in the hopes to remain tied to us
in a way that made them more than friends and
strangers for stranger things have happened and
i have been blessed to be born on a day where I
get to celebrate with those who are still with me
and those long gone i am able to have a few more
moments with family that has already paid their
toll and were enjoying the splendors of the after
life. I though wonder if those who i share this
occasion with feel like i am unwelcomed unwanted
if i am simply standing on a pedestal that was never
meant for those who's life blood still flows freely? I
won't lie that some times such things scare me, not
because i fear revenge or retribution but because i
feel like i am nothing more than a delusion deluding
the meaning of this day by being selfish and speaking
of my self as if i am worthy enough to be remembered
and not forgotten like some distasteful memory so my
priority has always been to speak of them before me
to thank them for giving me the oppertunity to be here
and for taking the time to visit me on a day where they
could be doing many other things that don't involve the
living