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Passing of Time


As time passes we notice nothing of it but things that we think matter the most
We're livin to die but don't knøw when our exact time is to go
We think we do good, and focus on the right
But deep down do we understand the main focus of life
Because, time passes without warning
And in a blink of an eye can tell your whøle life story
We day dream about things that we wish to achieve
But if the passing of time gets to the future before we do then what's there to achieve
There are goals to be met
And dreams waiting to become true
but the only way to achieve them is to act fast or the passing of time will get there before you do
Because time passes with out warning
And life flashes before our eyes
We are all living for a reason but the question is are we living to die ??

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