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*It isn’t fair, this time not promised, this limited time we’re given; but rest assured I’m using it to really be living. Such beautiful things brought before me, only to be taken away I guess never belonged to me anyway. Soak it all in, breath by breath; embedding the moments I don’t want to forget. How is it that time won’t slow and be kind, But it sure likes to remind me of days gone by?*
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 7:29 PM UTC
It Isn’t Fair
*It isn’t fair, this time not promised, this limited time we’re given; but rest assured I’m using it to really be living. Such beautiful things brought before me, only to be taken away I guess never belonged to me anyway. Soak it all in, breath by breath; embedding the moments I don’t want to forget. How is it that time won’t slow and be kind, But it sure likes to remind me of days gone by?*
Just some random deep thinking.
AAlexander
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 7:29 PM UTC
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