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The pieces tell a story,

The depth of where I am from,

It’s only a distant memory.



I see what I used to be,

The acts I committed,

The pieces tell a story.



Every single trophy and picture,

Although they shine like the sun,

It’s only a distant memory.



The mistakes run by slowly,

The people I have let down,

The pieces tell a story.



The random medley,

The letters and notes make my dimples clear,

It’s only a distant memory.



Change has a fee,

I start to forget where I’m from,

The pieces tell a story,

It’s only a distant memory.





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