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Life Gone By
Sometimes life passes us by,
there where we made the choice
for this passing
Yet we despair on that very thing.
But yet the life we made,
From where we were at;
Was the very cause of life passing.
Living in the desperate sum of it,
If we had only, paused, stopped,
if only, but a minute or two;
We might have seen, what we had missed,
And truly found the life we should have lived.
