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Don't close the door
Don't close the door
It might not open any more.
The days fly quickly now from then
Each chasing the other into oblivion
With each day passing the dream fades
Like life itself that has lain too long in the sun of time
And stretches to awake from a troubled sleep
to find the sun has set and the first night chill.
14/4/10
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