The past is called the “past”
For a very valid reason
For it once was and had to go
Like the ever passing seasons
The past is a distant place
We can never go back to
We cannot change what was
Nor can the incidents we undo
So just accept the fact willingly
That the past is over and gone
Fill your heart with new dreams
Hold your head up and move on
The future is what awaits us
And new stories it will tell
Don’t turn back to look at the past
Just let it go and bid it farewell
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