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Symbols of days gone by

My childhood gone in an instant

The days when they were new

I was but a little pup still finding my way

It seems that my life has traveled

As fast as they once did on the highway

Now we both sit still and silent

Relics of a fast and furious time

Now they sit alone and rusted

The knowledge they could share

I too feel alone, my life rusted

Unused and broken

Tossed aside to return to the earth from which I've come

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