These memories tumbled like weeds not wanted
But they always come back leaving land and mind haunted
A while I was away my body adrift
But the heart pulls strongly insisting a rift
The wisdom of age, the drive of the young
The heartbreak of knowing versus dreams not undone
I have changed of course, nature insists that it must
But for the sake of my soul these memories won't go bust
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