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Lines of sorrow, hair of gray
I die a little, with the passing day
This face I see, staring back at me
Looks much older, than Yesterday.

Time has robbed us, stripped us of our youth
Your life took flight, a path you took
Do you wonder, how it would have been.
Would it have changed.
From the way it was back then.

Changes. Changes. Changes.

Jaded future, clouded past.
Soothe my troubled mind, my find at last
A love once lost, brought truth to me
And shut away, my fantasies.

And I see her, walk away
I dream once more, of youthful days
All my losses then, now seem my gains
And her face in the mirror.
Never looks the same.

Changes. Changes. Changes.

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