Hold on for dear life,
And never let go,
For when the end is coming,
Only God can know.
Hold tightly to each memory,
And cling to your past.
For once it is gone,
Only you make it last.
A memory is living,
Through its captors' eyes.
Only when it is forgotten,
Does it ever truly die.
Remember, remember.
I must always strongly urge.
Only in recollection,
Can the past and present merge.
Though physically it's ended,
Never is it truly gone.
As long as someone loves it,
Forever it lives on.
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