One left

A book of memories

Photos from the past

Who knew it still existed

One of only two copies, well, one of one now

The other, burnt out of existence

Let’s take a look and find out what the book can show me

Old placeĀ 

The last time I was here 

It was in the days of yesteryear 

Trouble and struggle filled my life

Now there is now fear

No want, desire or strife

The face the same, the feeling different 

Nothing feels like it used to.