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Going back to memory lane Holding the picture to see what I experienced, good or not Dusting away my dusty, rusty memories Smiling, frowning down that long windy road of mine Realizing you can't go back to that moment Realizing that next time. . . You'll keep it, capture it and treasure it And you'll realize how much that memory had meant once you go back to memory land once again
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Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 12:13 AM UTC
Memory Lane
Going back to memory lane Holding the picture to see what I experienced, good or not Dusting away my dusty, rusty memories Smiling, frowning down that long windy road of mine Realizing you can't go back to that moment Realizing that next time. . . You'll keep it, capture it and treasure it And you'll realize how much that memory had meant once you go back to memory land once again
a reminder for me
Nelli
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Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 12:13 AM UTC
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