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Jan 2015
I have to slow down
I move to fast
Learn to make each moment last

Before you know it
It’ll be tomorrow
Hope it’s happy, not filled with sorrow

You never know what the day could bring
It could be happy, or full of sin

I won’t know until that moment
Which way the wind will blow
In a blink it could all be over
The moments gone, and I’ll never know
GailForceWinds
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GailForceWinds  Montville, NJ
(Montville, NJ)   
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