Time I once played, day and night But now I work until there is no light Summer's evenings never went to waste Now I sit at my desk with a bitter taste Time has not and will never be A good friend that knows how to comfort me Instead it comes and takes away What now are just memories of yesterday But, perhaps time is not an enemy For it has granted wisdom and maturity But what are these to an aging man Who only wishes to be a child again?
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