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"Time is precious; time is gold"

As they say, this they hold.

Tell me words; don't let them hide

Talk to me like I just died


Speak to me. Apologize.

Give your thanks. Hold our ties.

For I'm not sure if words come by

In a place where death is why


Guilt may see your hiding place

Strike you in my end of days

So tell me now; don't let this hide

Talk to me like I just died

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