Memories on the winds lost,
Lost at small or drastic cost,
Will it go or will it rest,
Or move on with all the best.
Winds change throughout the world,
Through the world they have twirled,
Through the day and throught the night,
And also when all light is out of sight.
To places near and far,
Even beyond the farthest star,
Through the years and throught the days,
Through rain and sun rays.
Till it comes back to rest,
Through the simple test,
Comming back to where I stand,
Even if only a little strand.
The memory will come back to me,
Sooner or later you will see,
Comming back as I rest,
Comming through me into my chest.
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Memories
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