Slowly we grew old
Slowly we forget the things we wanted
the relationships we valued
our manners also faded
and the dreams we planned to pursue.
Then suddenly "SLOW" doesn't seem so slow anymore.
Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 4:32 AM UTC
Slowly we grew old
Slowly we forget the things we wanted
the relationships we valued
our manners also faded
and the dreams we planned to pursue.
Then suddenly "SLOW" doesn't seem so slow anymore.
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