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1:27 Am
Have you ever had a memory in which the joy experienced was so great
that you kept it in your pocket for years to take
Perhaps to escape
Have you noticed that when you hold on to even a good memory
shortly afterwards when reality settles
your find yourself depressed and unsettled?
The moment is always new, how can this die?
Living from a memory is death of life
Seeking happiness is like sacrifice
The darkness that can befall on a mans mind is immense
the hopelessness it casts
is intense
But be it not, or you will shortly fall
For those shadows that lurk inside
are but mere residue
We must push on, for that's all there's to do
But who does this pushing
well, that's up
...to you.
