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To remember is to cry,

Yet to forget is to die,

To be remembered is to live eternally,

Yet to be eternal is an impossibilty.

Never experiencing a true loss is a gift,

But like sand through hands will sift,

Time will pass slowly by,

And time will take your life,

You'll die,

We all have the same fate and we all must persue,

The light at the end of the tunnel,

Or that something blue,

To give us luck in our path together,

Even though on our journey we must go alone.