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Take the time, look back and see

All the promises of Tennessee

The riverbed by an old oak tree

Stopping to sit for hours to read

A moment here a moment gone

Singing a silly sad love song

Lonely days came and passed

Awestruck eras that did not last

The hills to climb rivers to float

More days alone, to sit and denote

Yesterday has betrayed a simple task

A legacy forgotten behind a beaten mask

Heavy breaths, light heart seeks

Pleasures from a jubilee peek

Alone to cry poetic tears

The yesterdays have turned into years…

Much Love Much Life