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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