One day you might find yourself across from this frame.
You'll be sitting where I was, looking at you.
I wonder how old you will be.
I wonder if you'll remember how we used to do this.
You'd get the urge for Ejji.
We'd go.
That simple.
More times than not, you'd opt for a second bowl.
The photo can't speak to how it felt.
But I remember.
I always will.
I hope you do too :)
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