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Dec 2014
We are born, time allotted
as desired it is drawn
our time is dissipating.

This balance of time
we cannot know
its use, for our pleasure.

In youth, without care
Adolescents, impulsively
into adulthood flowing freely.

We show distain
for time, is on our side
ignorant of its fading.

One day it appears
awareness, realization
as with youth, time is fading.

This account of time
without much warning
will draw to its term one day.

Remember each morning
make the best of your balance
time is dear, time is fleeting.
GGA
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GGA  Florida
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