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Nov 2013
Where did all the time go?
The time that flows through the wind
It’s a cold breeze out tonight
There’s no one to hear my call
The night is silent
The voices echo
They echo through my head
They echo through you all
It feels like I’ve been put on mute
I try my best to listen and understand
It’s like deciphering an ancient language
My words are lost, our time is up
Where did all the time go?
I don’t know what’s happening
Suddenly I can’t talk anymore
It’s taken too long to realise
That you’re all gone…
Mitch Prax
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Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
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