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What is this that we call life
A broken shattered picture on the floor
That can not be replaced
Its memories are too far gone
And seem to form a crying face
What happens when we are left with nothing else
But the memories of times long gone
Times when things wernt always what they seem to be
And when you could tell the ones you loved would never leave
So what happens now
Can you tell me
What do we do now that those times are gone
And we know that we can not go back
Even the youth can ask these questions
And they would speak the truth
Do not still their voices
Fore if you listen you can here the wisdom that only true feelings like these can bring
What do we do?
These are the questions I leave to you

Brian Tuohy