Glowing deep within the wells of our souls,
The memories of all that has passed.
Forgotten dreams and hopes.
People, places of the past.
The future is unsure,
Full of dreams and faith.
Yesterday, a thought,
That will never be erased.
Today, our chance to renew,
To complete our tasks set in view.
In the depths of our souls,
There is a light.
A flickering candle in the night.
Steadily smoldering, never put out.
Like a compass guiding us through our lives.
The memories of all that has passed.
Forgotten dreams and hopes.
People, places of the past.
The future is unsure,
Full of dreams and faith.
Yesterday, a thought,
That will never be erased.
Today, our chance to renew,
To complete our tasks set in view.
In the depths of our souls,
There is a light.
A flickering candle in the night.
Steadily smoldering, never put out.
Like a compass guiding us through our lives.
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