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Gone

Standing at the edge of the crowd,
watching time like butterfly wings
spreading out before me in an array of colors,
watching and waiting as time goes by…
I never wondered why these days were
ordered as they were,
now I wonder why these days were as they were…
Have I cried over time gone?
So much wasted time,
time lost to memory,
gone forever are the days
lost to spent like shells discarded long ago…

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