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A Precious Gift
Father Time
Is an evil man
And he tricked me
With his subtle plan
Years of my life
Just slipped away...
Like the sands of time...
From this lonely day
Before I knew it
Decades were gone...
Along with loved ones...
Who had passed on
I found myself old... and worn to gray
And full of regret... From
my younger days
Because things that were Important back then...
Now seem trivial...
And are...
The roots of my sins
And the time I didn't appreciate...
Was a precious gift...
I let waste away.
WRITTEN BY:
JOHN LARUE.
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