Time
As I sit here in quite repose thinking about those I've left behind I think of all the times gone by that shall never come again.
And I hear the winds roar outside my door and all becomes clear to me
again.
For as long as I have those times and feels to remember, I know that
I can never be alone, so come, let the memories begin.
And I hear the winds roar outside my door and all becomes clear to me
again.
For as long as I have those times and feels to remember, I know that
I can never be alone, so come, let the memories begin.
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