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Days will come and days will go. Days become months. Months will come and months will go, Months become years. Years will come and years will go, You become old. Death will come and life will end. Now, what did you do with all those days?
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May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 8:51 AM UTC
-All those days-
Days will come and days will go. Days become months. Months will come and months will go, Months become years. Years will come and years will go, You become old. Death will come and life will end. Now, what did you do with all those days?
malin-eriksen
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May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 8:51 AM UTC
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