When our mind backtracks with it's bright lights and sights.
Highway of time merges thoughts with emotions.
The perceptions, truths, pains, pleasures of yesterday is a
reminder our past is forever a part of us. To know where we're
going we must understand where we've been. Yes, in our rearview
experiences are shapers of the present and a teaching tool for
the future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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