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Hour Glass
Creating memories are for the lost and broken
nothing will last, the sand trickles fast
the eyes turns into windows of pain
breaking the fragile hourglass
Seconds turn into years
nothing will last, the sand trickles fast
the eyes turns into windows of pain
breaking the fragile hourglass
Seconds turn into years
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