Tailwinds and talismans carry remnants of forgotten time,
Old worlds drowned in noise and neglect.
History holds the foundation of the world, for better or for worse.
We sigh, we die, forget, forgotten,
Lost on a sea of dwindling ideals, chasing a dream that never was.
An eternal quest for a bridge to purpose,
Stretching from memory to eternity.
We mustn’t forget, yet we mustn’t delay.
We learn from the past, yet we seize the day.
Here we stand, on yesterday’s sigh.
Yesterday’s pain, today’s battle cry.
We stand on the shoulders of giants of old,
Yet a world full of wonder is yet to behold.
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