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Vistas that remain unseen

Vistas that remain unseen, except by God. Pages that remain unturned, except by the Wind. Days that remain unused, that have gone to waste. Years that have travel by, never to return again.   We were there, you and I. But we missed our opportunity, by and by. Now were are here, you and I. Let's put our heads together, and learn how to fly.   Our camera caught the glimpses out of our past. These pictures will remind us, that nothing will last. Now, I am here before you, maybe for the last time. So we should enjoy this moment, this moment, past in time.

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