snapshots

sometimes I get the thoughts,
that I used to have when I was eighteen
years old,
I guess I am going through the age,
that people just usually say “That age”.

thoughts in the snapshots.
snapshots
shots.

the music of our past
can’t take us back in time,
but it can make us to pick up
a guitar and fret a few chords,
with a good number of shots of vodka for a desert.

shots again.

there were many shots, too many.

it always happening when I meet my old friends.

when I meet my old friends.

when I meet my old friends?

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