Have you visited the Past?

Often I tried to fathom – forward’s the only way
Where the Past’s breathed its last
And the clocks tick away
Into Oblivion’s Bay.
 
Where memories are alien,
And Hope’s the only friend.
Where toiling for ‘morrow the only way.
Aye! That was my dream,
– of a world sans echo
– of a world sans regret.
 
Alas! ’twas just a daze
How endearing is the past,
I wonder if we can throw it away.
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