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Nov 2019
Our days roll away like dropped coins.
Individual moments are continually lost,
Often never to be reflected upon again.
But the epochs of a full life remain,
Safeguarded by the cushions of our couch,
Waiting for when we are in need of a treat.
Written by
The Half-Blood Prince  24/M/Alberta Canada
(24/M/Alberta Canada)   
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     BR Dragos, Larry Marshall and Melyda
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