Where does the time go?
I don’t know, I don’t know
Seems I blink and a year is gone
I don’t know what’s going on
Where are the days of my youth?
That lasted forever like the truth
Days that dragged for months on end
I miss them so, I can’t pretend
Now it seems I wake and sleep
Spring is gone and summer’s deep
This express train on its silicon track
Looks like it’s not turning back.
Oh boy. Finished reading all posts you have written. Sure am glad you are back, and raw (sort off)
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