Memories of Travel


Memories of Travel

On behalf of memories
At the top of the crown
One step on our journey is stranded in war songs
We are increasingly leaving the past
And memories begin to fade
from the sanctity of the wedding altar
There is no more sacred promise
There are no more songs for God
There is no more worship
Our memories start walking
Leaving old man I thought
and your eyesight

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