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Apr 2014
Time goes slowly, time goes fast
Life doesn't last.
The wheel of fortune doesn't stay the same
Father Time isn't tame.
Friends back-stab at the base
You always come last in the race
Lady luck is at the top,
You feel your luck will never stop
Then, back round you go,
everything stops being just so.
Death will come,
At the bottom it's gruesome.
At the top it's calm,
Floating away in Lady Luck's palm.
When you join the dance
Is completely chance
Some are born up at the top
Luck in life that doesn't stop.
Some are shoved onto the ground,
Fated to be lost not found.
Time goes slowly, time goes fast,
Life doesn't last.
Charlie Hazels
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Charlie Hazels  20/Gender Fluid/Lancaster, England
(20/Gender Fluid/Lancaster, England)   
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