Thoughts, dreams and memories -
The present, the future, the past.
The future becomes present,
The present becomes past...
It seems as though nothing lasts -
Each is like a grain of sand:
One out of a lifetime of many.
Each its own meaning,
Each of importance.
So take the thoughts, the dreams, the memories
And cherish the thoughts,
While they are still here;
Strive for the dreams,
No matter how hard it seems;
Be thankful for the memories -
Think often of them.
But don't let them pass you by -
For all of these you will remember before you die.
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