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It's that time of the year again How many times will I go through this? Will I end up more dead next year, Make more errors and sin? If I can't rewind, What's the point in living? If I can't reminisce, Then what's the point in breathing? If I can't focus on now and here, Then am I ever justified? Time passes by even faster Happy on the eve, all a blather All I am is, A miserable child Waiting to be born anew
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Mar 27, 2024
Mar 27, 2024 at 6:39 AM UTC
ON THE EVE
It's that time of the year again How many times will I go through this? Will I end up more dead next year, Make more errors and sin? If I can't rewind, What's the point in living? If I can't reminisce, Then what's the point in breathing? If I can't focus on now and here, Then am I ever justified? Time passes by even faster Happy on the eve, all a blather All I am is, A miserable child Waiting to be born anew
elbereth
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Mar 27, 2024
Mar 27, 2024 at 6:39 AM UTC
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