Oh, how time plays tricks on a sorrowful heart
And how it appears to save then casts adrift
And how it magnifies a straw into a saving raft
And how it turns a ray of hope into a golden sun
And how it compresses two years into a day
And how it stretches them to feel like eternity
And how the future waxes and wanes
And how it draws near then flees away
And how the events of that fateful day
Remain ever fresh in my memory.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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