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| The loving times we long for, Pass us by so fast, Becoming only memories, Before we know they've slipped away. The years we seem to long for, Leave us one by one, Keeping slices of our hearts and souls, As the melody of their song. Our time has always been a circle, A beginning and an end, What we're doing we will do, And are just remembering. As our lives slowly slip away, Our innocence does too, So much of the world moves forward, Yet leaves our gentle thoughts behind. |
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