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Memento Mori
Hey, remember the song from back in the day,
when dreams were, but a glimpse away?
Remember the smells and the feel of the dew,
the bridge over the river and tall standing woods?
Remember the warmth from both kindling and sun,
the hot cup of coffee, and the soul soothing fun?
It's so frail but yet so robust,
the memories coming and the memories past.
The truth of the feel, an arousing lust
of heartfelt encounters, of willing release, in absolute trust.
Remember the path, the defeats and the wins,
caress your scars and spread your wings,,,,
FLY.
