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There Are Days When
The time seems to wander, languishing here and there, jealous of the wind. Sometimes it flies, to almost find it's end, even when you have barely started. The terrible ones, they seem to standstill, so you can live them for a lifetime. The boring ones, are not appreciated, yet can be missed on those wild rides. The day listens, to no man or woman, it knows well what to surprise us with. There are a few, in everyone's life, that will be remembered, that have no equal. When all the luck, works its magic, to lift the spirits high, and love comes to call. There are days when, we fly too close to the sun, that melts wings made of wax. Some are breathtaking, when death is standing near, but it's just not your time. The guardian angels, swoop low to carry away that day, that took a piece of you. Every single day, we should live as our last, for each is the gift of a jealous god. There are the nights, that follow the day, when the gods dream, of being a man. And all of the days, when misfortune arrives, and you cry the whole night away. Then comes that one day, you won't survive, when you pray for just one more. And all that's left, is to drift off and relive the ones, you wished would never end!
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