As souls travel from place to place,
Our fears come face to face.
When time moves forward,
Those that pass through time,
They will be remembered,
By memories that are forever mine.
It is a connection that is within its own existence,
By the spirit's energies that intertwine,
Within no other greater experience,
From everything shared in between.
We glance only for a moment,
Into the world's truth,
Searching the past and the present,
For the time that was once upon our youth.
Seekers roam the earth in search of answers,
Only time will tell their secrets,
By those that are kindred dream catchers,
Of all the souls that we cannot forget.
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