Fragments of shattered memories allign
They bring up an elegant form back through time
Doors once open are now closed
A swift reversal, an uncanny delight
I remember, it is a lost sight
For once, let in the light
You would not believe
Neither would I, but it is worth a try
Soft, muted whispers try their best
I have a dream; my only test
In all vices we lost ourselves
You, not me, yes, you, not me
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