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Insignificant memories Breezes in the dust The pendulum swings And it swings back You call home I am lost, you are gone Driftwood in a desert Pale mountain dew Hidden time’s forgotten Trophies won Of miscause Traces, of pain In the love of a heart But it’s gone too soon To recall what was lost Time to give it away And hold what’s worth the cost