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The memory of the past

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Memory, wife to the past,

The one who makes times in life last,

I often wondered why you chose

To highlight both joy and bruise,

Yet I can't help but wish,

That this pairing didn't exist,

That pain would just go away,

That fear and sadness would march away,

Though I wish this I know,

We need our past and memories to grow,

That the pain that we have will leave,

And we will grow better and bloom as buds on an apple tree,

So memory and Past, the wedded pair,

I thank you all you do, and I hope others Thank you too.


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