[WP] You’re hanging out with best friend in their bedroom and they go downstairs. Your circle used to be bigger but shrank over time. You drop something and it rolls under their bed. You find jars of marbles. Each one you touch is someone’s memory. You then touch a marble and you realize it’s yours.
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