Those good old days. We even collected stamps. They were worth a fortune today they are just a piece of paper.
I wish those feelings would still be present and the devoted way we wrote letters and felt beloved.
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I remember those days, not fully since I haven't experienced them. Would that have made a difference in having an appreciation for these days?