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- Nostalgy
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Walking in the field of dreams
He remember the past,
When he was still the last,
The last left to hear the screams
Of this dying world.
He remember the sounds, the images, the only world
He’s been conscious of.
Too much attached to the pat, lost in the present,
He’s forever absent,
Always driven off
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