By Adit Jeevan
A place so familiar,
Yet such a strange territory,
This place in my head
Goes by the name memory.
I travel across these streets,
I remember many things,
A few memories pleasant
But a few sting.
I see the good times,
I spent with my family and friends,
I see the times where I hurt people,
Hope I can make amends.
But this place is very sacred to me,
I hold it dear in my regard,
These memories gave me much happiness,
But also left me scarred.
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