What is it, if not living in the past?
Reliving all the songs,
Of youth,
Screaming the emotionally broken,
Reminiscing the moments,
That will never return,
Seeking the distant warmth,
Of years passed,
Probably, it’s not about the past at all,
But the feeling of being alive and living.
Write Ally! Write! 
Nice read mine too motivational thoughts and poetry
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