One magic moment
To recapture a lifetime
Hidden in my memory box
To relive when needed
A pick and mix of moments
Best loved
People you can meet again
For the first time
Your first kiss, the thrill of the chase
The moment of capture
Waking together that first morning
Not wanting to leave the bed
Would you sell your soul for such a device?
At the age of 73, I would answer yes
Let me relive those moments one last time
Before I meet my maker
I can tell Him where he went wrong
Give me one more spin on earth
Fate written by my own hand this time
That way, if there are mistakes
they will be my own
which maybe easier to get around
rather than a cosmic cock up…
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