Isn't time the very essence of our souls?
A modest chisel carving memories that fold
A gentle hand to hold that walks us through this life
It gives us our flaws, our strengths and our plights
My memories of you
From when I was just a child
Sometimes I see you
In the waterfalls and clouds
When you flew away to the skies
Your body was cremated and scattered in a fine display
Of returning you to the earth
The rock responsible for our life in this universe
My memories of you
From when I was just a child
Sometimes I see you
In the waterfalls and clouds
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