moments are for the moments, and remain the same
life streams alike moments are never the same
life streams gravitate down by the ground
to go through the plains, and forest changing by the moment
searching with sporadic memory
the past left behind, and hoping for the future to come alive
neither is or will remains the same
making memory a false memry game
life streams are never the same
moments are all we have to savor as they come our way
don't let the false memory entrap, and take the desire and passion away
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