I haven't forgotten anything, I can still hear your voice echo from afar, sending chilled notes in the wake of yesterday's dreams and delusions of grandeur. Today, everything appears to be a bit clearer, to the point that it would almost seem like you could reach out and touch the hand that you thought was lost a long time ago. Pick up the pieces, go about your journey and carry on, carry on, what you thought was lost will be found someday.
