I have not always been as now, for change
has been walking with me.
we can not come to agree
because of my want for things to remain.
and never content,
by that, nothing is the same.
I see by the side of change,
there time is laughing in my face
another foe of mine,
for its will to keep their pace
and leave me in a linger
to my past.
These here allies
are those you may also know
from whether
time heals everything
and change is for the better,
whom says this to be so.
A friend is one
who can help another
and time and change
know not of this
but to leave everyone in
a linger.
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