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May 2017
“It just feels like yesterday”,
you say.
Everything is just yesterday.

For the days have gone behind us,
the months disappear into thin air,
the years turn to dust as they all
fade into the night.

But as the sun arises
We see that a new day has dawned.
And yet, everything has changed in
the blink of an eye;
short yet long,
mysterious the time.

Such is yesterday.
The past is past
thepoeticwit
Written by
thepoeticwit  22/M/Kuala Lumpur
(22/M/Kuala Lumpur)   
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     Christine and Amaranthine
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