In memory of life and in the sustainment of the world,
Moments feel more like days when memories come about,
Nostalgic to the taste of moments as the seems last longer then they should,
Moments seem to fade but memories bring them back,
Like the white in the clouds seems to form with rain,
With words understood and seconds relived,
Who dare say you have not lived,
When they themselves don't know of the moments in your head,
Each experience and memory is unique in life,
Because in day to day life we are just moments
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