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Each day passes in front of out eyes we wait for the minutes but remember the hours Our moods do rise and fall faster than the sun ever does but we have some bad days, some good we measure our moods with the stars Frequent walks are less frequently followed by memories of the road we remember we walked we wonder where we went And so it is that we read a poem, the words tickle our tired eyes yet when the words come to a hault we are left with a feeling, no recollection of punctuation. Enjoy the days remember the minutes look to the sun remember the earth on which you stand walk for hours remember your route read until your eyes drift closed remember each comma.
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Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 6:15 PM UTC
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Each day passes in front of out eyes we wait for the minutes but remember the hours Our moods do rise and fall faster than the sun ever does but we have some bad days, some good we measure our moods with the stars Frequent walks are less frequently followed by memories of the road we remember we walked we wonder where we went And so it is that we read a poem, the words tickle our tired eyes yet when the words come to a hault we are left with a feeling, no recollection of punctuation. Enjoy the days remember the minutes look to the sun remember the earth on which you stand walk for hours remember your route read until your eyes drift closed remember each comma.
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Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 6:15 PM UTC
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