It rolls again and again in my mind,
The silent showers of the past;
So nostalgic! They make me bright;
I wish they'd forever last.
Somewhere i find myself in the solemn rest of babyhood,
And the fearless aperture to joyhood I see;
Crossing the hurdles of time and climb,
The way to meet my destiny.
Thou can't imagine how I summed up bigger,
How the placid hill sought an abrupt envy;
Nor I am the one to figure the truth,
I was then Nostalgic and still want to be.
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