will
you be a thought
a
memory
a
smile
or
will time march on
as
the winds of the plain
the
stars in the sky
it
marches on
with
or
without
you
tagging along
ever
forward
upward
no
halting
be
what you can
where
you are
when
it happens
truth
to self
in
the now
in
the here
for
they
will
have
life
marching
on
with
or
without
you
tagging along
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