Sweet Enigma

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It takes me back.
A deeply rooted melody,
Entangled with the past and
Ingrained inside the holy heart,
Conjures a grand retrospection;
Shuffles slide after slide
Of vivid memories that swarm
And petrify the poor mind.
As I traverse with no soul,
I smell the air filled with crops;
I smell the joy and the rain;
I sense the sun set by the warmth;
I relive everything again.