Time's pages lost, a distant sight,
Yet memories linger, warm and bright.
Moments etched, a treasured hoard,
Forever cherished, deeply adored.
Like echoes faint, they softly sound,
A gentle whisper, sacred ground.
In shadowed corners of the mind,
A tapestry of love entwined.
A kaleidoscope of joy and pain,
A bittersweet refrain, a mournful strain.
Each memory, a fragile, precious art,
A piece of soul, a tender part.
We turn the pages of our lives,
A journey filled with hopes and strives.
The past, a dream, a fleeting sight,
A fading ember, lost in night.
Yet, in the darkness, sparks ignite,
A flicker of hope, a guiding light.
The future beckons, unknown and vast,
A mystery to unfold, a challenge to last.
With courage as our shield, and faith as our guide,
We'll face the unknown, with hopeful stride.
For in the tapestry of life's grand design,
Our memories weave, a thread divine.

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