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When the conversation dies down,
when night gives way to sunlight,
you reminisce about the gone time,
wonder when will it come alive.

For the days gone,
holds memory strong.
It arrives unexpectedly, and
vanishes before your eyes.

You hop and skip
On this joyous ride.
Though short lived,
Contains mammoth joy.

So watch them unfold,
Million times.
For time once lived,
Is memory to be cherished multiple times!

-FA