People remember things.
They remember good and bad.
People regret some of the things they remember.
Sometimes they don't want to remember.
Sometimes people forget that
Anything's important.
Even if it's painful.
There was a long line of recorded things that dated back for centuries.
It was cruel and vile.
It was the thing that destroyed nations.
It was the thing that made a human's simple mind seek revenge.
It was the thing that killed.
It was the thing that expanded without a care.
It was the thing that stirred evil to rise.
Shrieks burst in the air.
Action rushes into motion.
Holding smaller, innocent things.
Untouched by harshness and pain.
It will grow stronger than the time.
It took a long time for anything to happen.
It was worth it.
Time moves faster when smaller ideas roll into larger ones.
The ones close by know how to keep time away.
They hold the evil away.
They laugh and cry by your side.
They hold the world off one's shoulders.
They hold you back from truth.
One can't ever forget friends.
Wind rushed through the trees,
Rain scarred the ground,
Tears marked the face.
The surrounding area announces when anything is done.
It can't be done.
The pain is too much to bare.
The hole in one's chest is as deep as the one in the ground.
A room cascading with ivory,
Stretching toward the sky.
Mixed feelings surround the patrons.
Happiness caked on the walls.
Change is soon.
For better or for worse.
Love is in the air.
Advancements define the modern age.
Society changes to reshape the new world.
Some hate and some push down the others.
Words and bias threaten to bring down the empire.
Reset the clock.
Push it back one thousand years.
No one thinks it can happen.
"Wishing for Memories," is wishing for the human race to remember what has happened in the past. Some of them may lie in past history and some of them may in one's own personal thoughts. Remembering what had happened can bring a new reflection of how anyone can improve the world's existence.
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