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Would my Dreams tire, now I've 

Wearied ? 

While my paranoia, 

is a time-invariant.

It's running out of time.

I'd fill a fountain, full of wishes.

To hear your voice once more.

Hey little girl, 

will you remember me, when you grow up, and......

I've, 

grown old ?

Giajl © Jim Love