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180 months speed away - Childhood, Puberty, im an adult  now i must pay.
180 months cruise on by - my children , my parents, my marriage the latter 2 have died. 180 months come and go, i must plan the golden years but theyre  here , feels so queer. 180 months have almost past - my casket is lowered,
it's gone by  oh   too  fast.

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