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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450595" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>How Deep Our Memory Lies</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450595" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">How deep our memories lie, <br>Beneath the silt and sediment of mind, <br>Deposited by the turbid stream of life.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450595" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Each succeeding springtime thaw swells<br>The stream of living, burying deeper still, <br>That memory matter of past forgotten years.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450595" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Quietly it lies beneath the strata of time.<br>It is only when we reach an age of questionable duration<br>That it seems to rise with haunting recollection, caused<br>By some stimulation to our senses, <br>Flooding our apprehending mind with remembrances.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=450595" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Sound, smell, taste, touch, sight prompts<br>Those some things long lost in the still deeps of thought, <br>Overwhelming us in a deluge of emotional reminiscences.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Lynn+W.+Petty">Lynn W. Petty</a></strong></div>

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