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Time


Time, Time Where has it gone Where will it meet me When did it come so freely Why does it go by fast What does it take just to stop the time Time, Time All alone with no one to talk to Letting time go past and waste is a hazard Time is dangerous just because of one digit I myself want to know why time is like this Time is difficult and life is the same We already trying to live it But why in such a blame Letting it go by freely day after day You're wasting your life by... Time!
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