Though time and time I have
dreamt
Burnt
Felt
Touched
I have never
Laughed
Cried
Shouted
Screamed
For though blessed with
Sense
Smell
Sight
Love
Nostalgia,
Nostalgia.
So when I open my eye
And watch the world anew
Time and time I see life pass by
Voidless
Dreamless
Oblivious
Unconscious
What am I, but repeating
Nostalgia,
Nostalgia?
I'm afraid I'm repeating myself
Time is repeating itself.
Hear me, yield to thee
It's a Symphonic beat of rhythmic memories.
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