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| Do you swim the streams of time. Oh child of man? Seeking your lost loves, and your lost nights. Another man seeking the past. trying to find comfort in old thoughts. Time is lost, second by second. Seek now what is before you. A soft kiss, or gentle hand. The past will bring not but regret Seek the future in her eyes. And eternity in her touch. Old love is gone, and new love is lost. If not fired whole again with the love within us all. |
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