MEMORIES
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Midnight,
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the Moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone in the lamplight,
the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind, begins to moan.
Memory,
All alone in the moonlight,
I can smile at the old days.
I was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again.
Every streetlamp seems to beat
a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and a streetlamp mutters
And soon it will be morning.
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