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TIME OH TIME,
WHERE HAVE YOU GONE,
HOW YOU PICKED UP SPEED.
THE DAYS OF YOUTH,
LONG HAVE PASTED,
THE MIDDLE YEARS NOW FLEETING.
WHAT OF THE DREAMS,
OF LIFE WE DREAMED,
SO LONG AGO FORGOTTEN.
IS THIS WHAT IS..
ALL THAT'S LEFT..
NO DRAGONS WE TO SLAY.
REPOSED IN LIFE,
SO LITTLE HOPE..
LIVING DAY BY DAY.
COULD WE BE SO JADED,
OUR EYES TOO BLIND TO SEE
THAT IN THE AUTUMN'S SEASON BRING,
THE HOPE OF LIFE RESTORED.
THAT LIFE IS SUCH A PRECIOUS GIFT,
SAVORED...
AND ENJOYED.
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LIFE OF AUTUMN
LIFE OF AUTUMN
