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Time
I don't know whether to sleep or weep,
for this pendulum of time I cannot keep
time passes us by and I don't know why.
People die and die, but its not the same for time.
Time never changes it just flips pages.
Pages of life and pages of strife.
pages of pain and feelings and that wain.
I want time to stay, but it can't be that way.
for as we lay Time passes the days.
