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I remember times; freedom of mind

And everlasting joy, never unkind.

Vicious and vast, little did I know;

The seeds of darkness were sown.

I remember times; concealment of misery

And prevention of eruption, soon to come.

Battered and barren, those were the days;

The saplings of hell were created.

I remember times; intense pain

And longing, always strong.

Rage and rebel, I was the embodiment;

The plants of pain were denounced.

I won’t remember, I won’t forget

Those times; stuck in a limbo

Of pure evil, on the run

From that which is good.

Tired and tattered, starved of love;

The trees of old rejoice through the soul.

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