Coming back

So, as I pass through my old life

On a slow moving train

A murmur of memories

Pop in and out again

Some of them linger

Some of them a while

Some cause me heartache

Most make me smile

I seem so detached

It catches me by surprise

It’s like I’m looking

Through another’s eyes

The experiences that formed me

They’re here but not as strong

As the joy of living this life

Is why my heart beats strong

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