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May 2013
time and time again
   I repeat the same refrain
       where is the source of time
       when gone - where is it lain
           time slips from our fingers
           why is it so  ...  in vain

time is all we need
time is all we breathe
time is all we waste
                                 time in all its haste

time to make a life
                               to live
                                   to love
                                       to chase

                          wander, wonder
                laugh, admire
     own, buy, lose ... hire

          all we do, we do in time
to make the last... that last line rhyme
                            ...
© MMXIII by Day J
Dag J
Written by
Dag J  Norway
(Norway)   
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