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They come and go

Like the way the wind blows

And the way the times shows

On a face too old

To be thinking the thoughts of the new.

They over-sleep

Sacrifice some sheep

And when things look meek

They stop and think

Of the way their views are skewed

Cause' life is great

So what if it's late

I'll escape my fate

As I love growing old with you

The End

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