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  • We journey through our pasts, shedding new light
    Recalling details, revealing mythological arcs
  • Our stories to tell more complete, more real
    Our souls to gell, our spirits to heal - just a bit
  • The telling recalls the feelings of then
    Some we’ve buried forever, to forget
  • Like Rain’s buried stories we dig them back up
    Dust them off and give them new spin
  • These trips can be fun, can be sad, can bring joy
    We ride through them lightly and always come back
  • A little richer for having gone back to the time
    Reliving a moment, reclaiming it as mine.
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