My memories are not special
They are not unique
But they are mine
And though imperfect
They're all that I have
To reference these more confusing times
And after I’ve lived them once or twice
I store them away within my mind
Not just for me
But also for you
So that one day you can look back and see
All that it once meant to be
Alive within the eyes of Me
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