Nostalgia

We were lying
on the bed of grass
Covering
each others scars
where, she once told me
we are alive

It is a place inside me
I meet her daily
On the road of life
we are a story
as she once told me
we are alive

She has long gone
the time has moved on
Leaving the memories mime
The stars keep shimmering
The grass has reborn
The place is still warm
Where she once told me
we are alive

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