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Ten years fly by in the blink of an eye.

An archive of memories is created before you know it.

They grow up fast don’t they.

You always were.

One minute an idea is born.

You look... different.

Then it grows.

Flies.

Forms.

Flies.

Rises.

Evolves.

Evolves.

Is reborn.

Looking back.

Pause…

Breathe…

Are you still with us?

You always were.

It’s good to see you again.

You’ve grown.

Ten years fly by in the blink of an eye.

Ten years fly by in the blink of an eye.

One minute an idea is born.

Then it grows.

Forms.