Pages of history overturned,
The past is shredded, the past is burnt,
The pattern follows every day
Keeping those haunting memories at bay.
Old and rusty, the book is closed,
A new book opened, although forlorn,
They've decided to leave the past alone,
They've made a decision to move on.
It's a new day, the horizon is clear,
They know now what this means
The stones in the way are overlooked
They're smaller than the ones they've seen.
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