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Mar 2022
I'm looking in the rear view mirror
See me catch that high fly ball
I walk the river with a lover
Steal a kiss at the waterfall
Life was a high five when it was way back when
Then reality started chasing me
But I run fast, my friend

Life is a series of moments
Of people places and things
Of memories that last forever
Back when I was the king of nonchalance
When I had everything
Most notably my freedom
When she was still my queen

They were better than good times
The best of all there is
A living breathing fortress of love
Picture this
Her and me
Laughing, smiling faces
Always on the run
We lived in that present perfect
Then we were done in by enclosing shadows
Winds we could not control
She married someone else
I lost her, that old soul

So into the rear view mirror I sit and gaze
I doing fine I'm proud to say
Were those better days?
I'll never know, not as long as I have each today
There's still a long road ahead
And it's a brand new day
Written by
Neville Johnson  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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