The flashbacks The throwbacks The viewed pictures Clicked on my Kodak I asked clock To hold that No waits And I just looked back. It's all black The love lacks The heart shakes The panic attack No jokes cracked And that's perfect For we bounce back intact The kind act The gatherings snapped The dreams dreamt While I napped The questions kept packed Those impacts The life said Be the best Get that in head. To the lost childhood We'll get back on track As those pages read The years to follow A need would arose The forgotten ones will be called for!!!
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