MEMORIES
Memories
Comes back in a flash
Bringing back the world of what I was
Breaking the heart,
A broad smile it welcomes
Gone are those
Refreshing d heart make d heart light
It out wit the present
Do you still linger on it?
`it makes d root of your iroko tree
Up
is what it does,growing taller
Looking down is what it does when cut,for
it must grow taller
It is in the luck of pyramid
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