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Clouds passing, while time's laughing

Outside, rustling feet and screaming Kings of hills and peaking children Hunting playmates like big game and now you’re it Where’d you go? Don’t you know? Time flies by like clouds passing in the sky So hold on tight Life’s a dream, realistic as it seems Life is but a dream, suspended in disbelief Like the first hand you hold and first kiss in the blind fold But the veil has been lifted and with life we are gifted I believed it then, so it’ll be like it’s always been But where’d you go? Don’t you know? Time flies by like cars driving by One by one until there is none So hold on, life’s just a dream, as realistic as it seems Life is but a dream
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chad-a-dolezal
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Feb 7, 2013
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