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We were so young.
We acted young.
We thought young thoughts.
We had young feelings.
We had very young hopes and dreams.
We did and said the things that the young do and say.
We imprinted the memories of our youth upon faces we memorized.
Those were the faces of those who were young with us.
Then, we moved away …
And we lived ….
We lived much and we faced many obstacles.
But the faces in our memories did not change.
'They remained young and …
Part of who we were remained very young with them.
In that place of face and that space of grace we still …
Are, act, think, feel, hope, dream, and speak as youths …
Until …
Until we see our friends on Facebook and the faces change
And we see ourselves in the mirrors of their faces, experiences, and maturity …
And we wonder how old we must be …