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Nov 2019
I was rewinding the clock
All those ticks that talked
Trying to turn back time
But the hours climbed
And I ran out of months

Yesterday's laid in cemeteries
With flowers on their memories
But all of sudden today forgot

That for all the tomorrows
There would only be sorrows
For all the yesterday's lost
JaxSpade
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