Good Time, No More
Out of nowhere I hear the shocking news from someone, telling me my time is up, and the first though comes in,"What can I do to keep going", and there's no relief, I still wonder what is it, that I can do so it'll be more time, restarting on a new book after what we've been through isn't easy, because for now I'll still be thinking back on the good times, and now that I know, the door is closed for good, and I can't look back, what's a new way to life now that it isn't any good times, no more.
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