In the blink of an eye
Flies life with not even a bye
Not knowing how, where and when
Moments vanish within the spin
I am always on the run
Sometimes think its fun-
Not at all a bad life
Don't have any long strife
On the contrary for sure
But the longing for a moonlit walk
And a care free gentle talk...
Were memories of days that are none...
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