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Memory


Yesterday Is A Memory My Future Is My Past Hours Are Minutes And Seconds, They Go By So Fast, Living In A New York Minute, So I Only Get Half Yesterday Is A Memory Reminiscing On Who My Friends Will Be And How To Make Them Last But Wait ! There Is No Time To Stop Or Even Be Late Sick Of Living My Past Having To Back Date I Want A Future Is It Just Me Or Can You Relate ? Yesterday Is A Memory Give Me A Sign Please Can I See I Want To Live My Life But Too Long It Might Take I'm Living As I Write More Time, I'll Have To Make
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