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Augustine Jan 2014
We're never who we were
         last year
            or the year before
We change as we grown old
Letting our bikes rust in the rain
Because we never have the time to ride

We change as we grow old
           and we lose time
                  and we forget
                        Faces
                             Motivation
                                    Memories...
But I can't forget you.

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