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Look in the mirror, what do you see? A time line, of you and me. It passed by so fast, I do not know why. But now we must, all say our goodbyes. The hourglass tells what we have learned. The sands of time, Are minutes we've earned. Grandfather time, has come here at last. I will miss you, but I had a blast. Time is a friend, yet steals from us all. But in our young lives, we just watch it fall. Look in the mirror, what do you see. A girl standing alone, because you're not by me.
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