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where goes the time..

where goes the time that ages us...may we ask, cousin mine our eyes are dimming we are fearing; our rhythm and rhymes are fading wrinkles are etching, chins are sagging memories forgetting; nothing for bragging once so romantic, chasing after the stars moonlight strolls nowadays cannot take us far we wonder if dreams still hold our springtime once drunk in love and rhapsody of summertime autumn sets in reminding us of past golden days alas, winter descends upon us; all these are but passing phase  

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