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Time, I apologise
Moments lost, forever gone,
yet you march, dragging on,
You drain the essence from our youth,
A constant, cold, unwelcome truth.
A lover fades, a child is lost,
In you, we pay the highest cost.
A warden cold, you bind us tight,...
yet you march, dragging on,
You drain the essence from our youth,
A constant, cold, unwelcome truth.
A lover fades, a child is lost,
In you, we pay the highest cost.
A warden cold, you bind us tight,...
