There came a day br where those once important things br sat on the back shelf, br covered in the dust of lethargy. br My vision, once directed br by burning passions, br now barely glow in their charcoal form. br Those black embers, devoid of sparks, br play hide-and-seek with my invention. br My youth, a memory, tainted br by this sudden forgetfulness. br Please lend a helping hand... br br remind me to remember.