One Time
Clouds move by
It seems to fast
The moment goes
They never last
So, life seems to say
Fly a flag half-mast
For the memories
That are buried in your past
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Poets, may your days be the way you like them, whether rainy, sunny, or overcast with anticipation for a storm.
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