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Time
I can`t believe it, twenty-two
All these years have flown
Not a baby anymore
A woman now full grown.
Time is such a fleeting thing
It`s faster than a stream
It flows and goes on endlessly
As if it`s never been.
Yet like a stream it gathers moss
Which turns to memories
Making sure that nothing`s lost
Trying hard to please.
So hold on tight, enjoy it
And then just let it go
Time does not need saving
It saves itself you know.
Time stores every second
And holds it in your heart
`Though you move another year
Your present is a part
Of all you are and will be
As you turn this page
So happy birthday twenty-two
It`s just another age
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