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2010-07-07 | |
Oh time, time, beautiful time
How precious you can be!
I spent you like crazy
Always too flashy, too hasty.
Youâ€™re still mine ,
Or, so I think ,
With my little, narrow mind,
I can still spend a little more,
A little longer. And that's ... oh ... a Miracle!
Iâ€™m getting weaker or stronger,
Or Iâ€™m not getting anything.
On or off.
Has this any importance?
Any or none at all?
Life or death, great or small,
Only for the ego
And thatâ€™s by chance
To have a slightly matter of
Remains a fact, that life begins,
And death it puts an end,
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