Unfazed by 2 many dayz
Weeks turn in2 months
Which turn in2 years
Herein lyez the fearz
Ohh sweet sorrow
What if we have no morrow
4 we have no chance 2 borrow
From good ole Father Tyme
U kno He'z no fool
His only promise is of 2day
& for the select few, who may
not even see the light, of a new dawn
nor smell how sweet a Rose
Regrets aroma superimpose
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