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Time passes by
fast paced,
and you see
faces; passing places,
and every so often time stops,
as one drifts into an eternal sleep,
and Every so often time stops
as our grief dies,
but in our hearts,
we'll always wish to go back to that day,
and we'll always wish that we could go back to
that place
just to take the pain away…
Time passes you by in a fast pace,
but every so often time will stop for a fading face