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the Enemy

Time is the enemy, 
leaves broken dreams 
scattered like dead leaves on the path behind us all. 

Time is the enemy, 
reaches into our souls and tears out 
that which makes us whole. 

Time is the enemy, 
steals away our smiles 
and reasons for laughter. 

Time is the enemy, 
I punch in the face 
and chortle anyway. 

Time is the enemy, 
I fight day to day and win 
every morning that I wake... 
until.

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