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How quickly the days

Seem to pass by, until

I am lost as to where

They all went, disappearing

Right before my eyes

And I blink, to no avail, they

Do not come back, those

Precious people, the ones

I seem to forget, and yet

Always remember, when

It’s too late to do anything

About the lost minutes

Because I spent too many

Hours, waiting for that one

Moment, when time stops

But it doesn’t, does it?

And I forget that I shall

One day, cease to be

Still, I find time to wonder,

Where did the time go?


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