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People change
Time passes
Your favorites
Will turn on you
And longing is the best way
to waste a good memory
We have no time for morbid hearts 
It happened, my friend 
It happened, and you were there 
But if you stare too long
At a headstone
All you'll do is see new ones appear 
That you never looked up
Long enough to get to know
Before they passed
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