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Locked In Time
Time passes by, time runs away,
All the time, day by day.
I get older, while you stay young,
I wheez and cough, while you breath with a healthy lung.
By now i'm fifty, but you're still eighteen.
Even though we were both born in nineteen-eighteen.
We both write poems, but my head grows dull,
I sit around, i sit and mull.
While your head is filled with rhymes that rhyme,
Why that's because, you're Locked In Time.
