Alone staring the walls
The pieces where eyes can see
The mind can't shut it out
It still lingers in the mind
The ears will hear the echo
As if the words still refreshing to hear
The wind of the fan will sing its tune
They aren't gone but stay fresh in memories
Everything share and pictures unforgotten
It comes walking from page to page
The memories the good way to remember
The loved ones gone but the history stay
Yet life has to move on
There are still many to record and share
The footprints will be remembered
The ring of memories will sing
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