Relentless in my passion, I will not seek surrender
Resolute in my reasons, I always insist to remember
When the echoes of the past return to call my bitter name
The memories lost and will I had return and shall remain.
My companions, I must shed like the dregs of yesterday
Though they mean me well at times, I must find my way
Forward is the future sought, and they are just the past
Gratitude I hold for them, but some things cannot last.
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