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Hallways
Walking through the hallways of my life's past
Important memories are the pieces that last
Thoughts of family and friends decorate the walls
As I grow older some pictures fall
I take trips there sometimes not planned
Strolling down the street an aroma makes me land
Back to the hallway when I was only eight
My grandma's cooking, and the wonderful taste
Older now sometimes I drive,
My mind takes me there, Im so alive
My father teaching me, breaking in my glove
Learning to ride a bike, and my first love
I come to the hallway often unannounced
It brings a smile to my face, pains not even an ounce
I wish I could stay here but I only pass
Back to the real world I must crash
Constant construction is done to the hallway
As it is always growing, and I make my way
Through this world, memories compile
I never leave for long, Ill be back in a while
The hallway is holy, but can also be bad
Thoughts of hardships, and times gone bad
But when I visit, I like to have fun
Im just in my 20's, the best trips have yet to come
