when i look back memories i find,
they all just rush back to fill my mind.
some are good while some are bad,
some bring happiness some are sad.
friends and foes both left marks,
some left a glow some just sparks.
some bring a smile on my face,
some seem to vanish without a trace.
some of them will never be forgotten,
some are fresh while some are rotten.
now new memories replace the old,
these too include some warm some cold.
yet this what life should be,
sometime sad sometimes happy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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