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because where has it gone? Time - By Steven Michael Hilling. Time passes us by so fast. Each time we blink our eyes, it becomes our past. Time is running away like a freight train. Leaving behind on its tracks, sorrow and pain. Time changes a healthy person into a frail human being. Leaving them limited in doing certain things. Time changes the color of our hair. Our skin is no longer smooth or fair. Time has a season for everything. And the waves on the sea.

When I run back,. Or when I creep back,. Back through my the boundaries and all the signs. I slide back to the comfort of your text messages. Hide in the dim light of your bedroom. Tuck away nights where I cried. Or times that i felt completely empty inside. No one sees me but us. Waiting for someone to explain. Why i feel this way.

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