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Hoping history doesn't repeat.
Fond and fickle,
These memories come hunting.
Stories of family long gone,
Come unbidden to mind.
Stories not remembered,
Not considered in years untold.
Fond memories told,
From the mouths of those remembering.
Relics passed on,
Generation to generation.
A story of heritage to those who receive.
The story of the first,
And the hands that pass it on.