Where time stands still,
Memories are treasures,
That we must fulfill.
They hold the key,
To our past and our present,
Without them, we're lost,
In a world so unpleasant.
Stuff is what I crave,
The shiny and the new,
But memories are special,
They always ring true.
In a world of distractions,
And temptations galore,
I cling to my memories,
Like a sailor to shore.
Memories fade,
Like shadows in the night,
But their value remains,
In the stars shining bright.
We may lose our way,
In a sea of regret,
But memories guide us,
To the dreams we've met.
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