The days
Are flying
By, like the
Aeroplanes
In the sky…
I'm waving
At them,
Wishing
Them all
Goodbye!
Knowing
That -
The planes
Will make
Their
Return
Trips -
But the
Days,
Gone by,
Will never
Come by…
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