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Remorse for times gone by |
| Time sails away Like wind over the ocean Causing waves to roll over the beach Washing sand back out One grain at a time Like small, seemless seconds That slip by and become part of a gargantuan mass Which are hours, years, centuries, and milleniums That ocean Is a pool of tears Made up of memories of seconds, hours, and years that were But can never be Forever again |