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The Playground of Memories

Each moment of quiet
Between soft breath
The break in daily riot
Time to recollect

The playground for memories
Distractionless sanctuary
For the ancient armies
Of the past to play

It’s the slow and silent time
Between wake and slumber
When memories will climb
And play until you sleep

When the rainy days drag on
Hours spent with you
Could never be forgone
In this playground of memories



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