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In the corridors of time, where memories dwell,
A treasury of moments weaved and spell.
Each thread a tale, each fabric a cast,
In the remembrance of memories past.
Through the mist of years, they softly call,
Echoes of laughter, tears that fall.
In the tapestry of life, they dance and sway,
Guiding our steps along the way.
The warmth of a smile, a touch so kind,
In the recesses of heart and mind.
They linger still, though seasons change,
In the cherished memories, we rearrange.
For in remembering, we honor the light,
That once illuminated the darkest night.
Though time may fade, their essence stays,
In the whispers of nostalgia's gaze.
So let us hold these memories dear,
For they're the treasures we keep near.
In the canvas of life, they forever last,
In the remembrance of memories past.
