The Great Tide

Every new beginning comes from some beginning's end
Every dawning day proceeds a past never again
The wheel of life keeps turning, on the track of time we ride
We must move on or lose our place in life's unending stride

Every moment joins the past and never is again
Everything we say or do is said or done back then
Time will chance, and life go on, by that we must abide
For what can we but hold on tight and float on life's great tide
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