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what are these memories for?
what are these memories for?
a stone in the path of a stream
does life flow uncomprehended around
until by it's passing wears smooth?
what are these longings for?
was I so deaf to the song at first singing
and yet applaud now for an encore?
what are these tears for?
surely they offer no comfort.
what are these memories for?
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2003 Lance Gallup
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