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(Flourish) A piece of yesterday remains, A fragment we can't shake; Don't be deceived; Moving on doesn't erase the mistakes, It's learning to sprout in the rain While the mud becomes a fancy stone, A decorated vase or a slate. Though a piece of yesterday remains, We put to death our old selves, Though a fragment we can't shake, We are called by a new name. ∞ ∞ ∞
— Cotek