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Better
Days
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All that had been said
All that had been done
Some mishaps shot dead
By the trigger of my memory gun
Fragments of the past
Are slowly left behind
Gently collecting dust
In the darkest corners of my mind
The light at the end
Paths leading to myriad ways
Eager to see my prize so grand
Now I know I will have my better days
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