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the things that be)

 the very thing that i was,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            i thought i'd stay.                                                                                                                                           
i never saw a change coming like                                                                                                                                               
that my way.                                                                                                                                    
yesterday left too quickly,                                                                                                                                  
         
and tommorow came to fast.                                                                                                                                                                         
 i wanna go back when things looked better,                                                                                                                                   
and that was in my past.                                                                                                                                        
grey hairs coming down so fast,                                                                                                                                         
still living alone with the blues.                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                            
   making me feel obselete, 
       how do i accept this new person infront of me?
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