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The Passing of Time

Though your age and looks are at its prime,
they will only fade with the passing of time.
Running fast, playing hard, jumping high,
you will look upon those memories and let out a sigh.
Right now your life may be vibrant and bold,
it will soon be slow once you are old.
Time is a current you cannot withstand,
no matter how you squirm or hold out your hand.
So let my little thoughtful rhyme,
help you, with the passing of time.




Poetry by andre10
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Written on 2007-10-27 at 11:39

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