26 Feb 2010
The time is right to shake the dice
They roll and scatter like hunted mice
Mediocre in result
Can't be stolen, can't be bought
Give and take, make no mistake
Seldom is the chance to remediate
Time is constant to the books
It easily slips right through the nooks
A year goes by
Say what, oh my
Memories have established space
Some disappear without a trace
Look ahead to tomorrow
Leave behind regret and sorrow
The world today is ever changing
For tomorrow comes a surprise unveiling
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