In the forefront of my mind
Where dreams are but fading shadows
Too quickly forgotten
Along with the feelings they momentarily held
I find myself scouring the depths of my memories
Hoping, praying to find the solace therein
That small slice of time that I know
Deep in my heart
I can never recapture
But, I do not give up hope
Hope is such a vital tool to hold onto! 😊 ❤️ ❤️
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I know whereof you speak.
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;-)))
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Thanks, brother!
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😊✨✨👍
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