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At The End

  • Seattle Prep Ignite
  • May 13, 2019
  • 1 min read

To remember back upon a dream

Of my many memories Still youthful, still naive To them I’m lost in reverie

Dizzyingly dazzled by my youth Of all the somethings I wasted away Hindsight paints a clearer picture Nostalgia fades back into gray

My memories cloud my misty mind Regrets soon follow, as they do Remembering, I realize too late, Will crumble away as I do too

These memories will fade with me As it comes to be my turn For from dust I have been born And to dust I shall return

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