The happy moments
And all those and enlightments
Soon they become memories
And last as stories
Even though they are old
They're as precious as gold
Memories will fill our hearts
They are our important parts
The joy we had
And the time we were glad
That time passed away so fast
Now all that has become the past
And my palace of happiness they're stored
With smiles the are adorned
Remembering them I forget my pain
Still in the corner of my mind they remain
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