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Steppin' back in time, Remembering, - days of old Time of fancy, intimate perfection;- History once knew of this time and place, Once forgotten, hidden in shadow Steam power, hands of a clock, gears now churn Darkened night, days of light Shine, breathe, breathe from with the depths Reach out, grasp hold, - dream Recall, remember, - a time from the past Silouette, perfect radiance Stones aligned in a row Strings echo, depths of night, woken Electrified, strings bowed, its dancing time Hear the beat, move your feet - dance Whispering breathe, I hear your spoken words, recall this distant memory, for it be 'stills my heart; I do recall this time, in which you speak of; Wispering tears; falling droplets Whispering hue, mist uncover that was to be; - Steam power, hands of a clock, gears now churn Silouette, perfect radiance Stones aligned in a row Strings echo, depths of night, woken Electrified, strings bowed, its dancing time Hear the beat, move your feet - dance Darkened night, days of light Shine, breathe, breathe from with the depths Reach out, grasp hold, - dream Recall, remember, - a time from the past
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May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 2:20 AM UTC
Steppin' Back, Recollections of Memory
Steppin' back in time, Remembering, - days of old Time of fancy, intimate perfection;- History once knew of this time and place, Once forgotten, hidden in shadow Steam power, hands of a clock, gears now churn Darkened night, days of light Shine, breathe, breathe from with the depths Reach out, grasp hold, - dream Recall, remember, - a time from the past Silouette, perfect radiance Stones aligned in a row Strings echo, depths of night, woken Electrified, strings bowed, its dancing time Hear the beat, move your feet - dance Whispering breathe, I hear your spoken words, recall this distant memory, for it be 'stills my heart; I do recall this time, in which you speak of; Wispering tears; falling droplets Whispering hue, mist uncover that was to be; - Steam power, hands of a clock, gears now churn Silouette, perfect radiance Stones aligned in a row Strings echo, depths of night, woken Electrified, strings bowed, its dancing time Hear the beat, move your feet - dance Darkened night, days of light Shine, breathe, breathe from with the depths Reach out, grasp hold, - dream Recall, remember, - a time from the past
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morgan,ut
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 2:20 AM UTC
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