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Every memory clear, brings a smile to my being
Mentally, I truly enjoy what I'm seeing
It's crazy, but it's living dreams in moments, I haven't yet forgotten
Feelings bring faces long past, most of happiness, from many that now rest, wearing nice cotton
Awful how I temporarily feel complete
Still, I'll gladly talk to the names etched in concrete
I hope they visit, in my dreams again
So we can talk, like back then, letting only the sun bring unwanted pain
I'll carry on, as best I know
All the lessons they gave, I'll happily show