Sands of time keep marching on
Leaving past regrets behind
The future is a wondrous song
With lyrics yet to be divined
Sands of time keep marching on
Leaving past regrets behind
The future is a wondrous song
With lyrics yet to be divined
Another random poem from a kernel, this one was "Sands of time".
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