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The Crossing
How times have changed
In many ways
The years have passed
Like fleeting days
My thoughts are crystal
As ever had been
More precious now
Yet seldom seen
It seems as though life
Was but a dream...
In many ways
The years have passed
Like fleeting days
My thoughts are crystal
As ever had been
More precious now
Yet seldom seen
It seems as though life
Was but a dream...
