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Memories
Cracks on the ground form
As if it was made of glass
I pass through
With aching Feet
And wandering eyes
Seeking to find what I lost
What I loved
As my memories seem to fade
Rain falls on my face
For the sky cries
Seemingly endless tears
I search
And search
Seeking to find my own needs
I walk and walk
On this forever journey
And I search
But I have forgotten what I search
So the sky cries once more
And the ground cracks like glass
And with aching feet
And wandering eyes
I walk
I search
For my memories

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