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All We Are
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Old Unrefined Material I find my truth,
Keep it with me,
It is mine.
However, I'm gone,
My face an object,
One of dreams.
How I loved,
What I'd done,
Eternal it felt.
They were lost,
And some found,
More memories.
But what are we,
If we don't remember ?
We are then, truly new.
One plans for future,
Those are thoughts,
That have been.
What will we do,
For our epitaphs,
Decisions were then.
So what are we?
So, All We Are,
Are Memories.
