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I traveled to my hometown to attend a funeral. Sitting in the pew in front of me was a mutual friend to me and the deceased, as well as a lifelong friend and classmate since 1st grade. Before the service began, she turned around and said, “I’m embarrassed for you to see all these wrinkles on my face.” I told her, “You look the same as I remember from our earliest days.” During the service, I couldn’t help consider the irony; the last time I had seen my friend was at a birthday party for another mutual friend. This song began coming together during my 60-mile drive back home. This is a rewrite to add a bridge.
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