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time walks by and passes through

alone in the world am I

heavy rains pouring in

and age slips through my fingers

I count the days and the moments gone by

wish I could turn back time

take away this curse from me

I want to live and die



I walk, travel — forever in misery

as people pass

yet like the old oak tree, I remain

motionless it seems



I’ve seen it all and want nothing more

than to rest in the fine sand

where they bury the flowers

and remember the years

but instead I am forever locked in this

nothingness of a so-called life


death has never visited me

nor will it ever come

because for every breath of a dying person

I live again and again