Every second counting
Every hour swiftly passing
Everyday slowly dreaming
In weeks we try on acting
Upon the months we're having
Into the years of grieving
Entering decades of cheering
To the scores we hope on living
Possibly leave a foot print for centuries
But time is as good as we act
Simply dancing on that fact
We'll make mistakes
That we never want
And we have to live with that
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