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Oct 2021
We will all grow old one day

and many are at this stage already

the hours are rushing away

slipping into the edge of eternity



but solace your love shall give me

my heart weeps and the right words I can't say

I recall our days of youth we spent so rapturously

to sleep in peace now is all that I should pray
Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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