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03/06/24 at 07:31AM
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Life Stories - Memories
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My mind will heal,
what my heart cannot see,
using those memories,
of what used to be.
Memories of happiness,
memories of we,
when we loved others,
and when I loved thee.
Why do the memories,
so precious to we,
vanish this quickly,
fading into infinity?
God, how I wish,
I could go to see,
when happiness was measured,
by my love for thee.
