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Is a sin The small acts The things we try but can not do We forget ourselves We get lost in time I don’t know where the years went Or so the saying goes I look around and see families Children Friends less and less And more and more formally
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Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 1:51 AM UTC
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Is a sin The small acts The things we try but can not do We forget ourselves We get lost in time I don’t know where the years went Or so the saying goes I look around and see families Children Friends less and less And more and more formally
jameslo
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Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 1:51 AM UTC
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