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Somewhere in the Distant Past

When I was a child 

I lived in a beautiful home

Full of the rarest treasures,

Yet even more rare-- the dwellers

 

We had an abundance of wealth

But not the monetary type.

Our wealth was difficult to find, 

And that is the best kind. 

 

We had little space 

But that was the key,

The key to our loving family

And why we lived happily. 

 

That family has long since finished

But the love still remains...

Yet somewhere in the distant past, 

You can hear them having a blast.