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The years are passing
The years are passing, I was grown in age, I am now an age is without youth, my life is without spring
The years are passing, my sadness grew, I am now an old bird sings to the flowers of spring is not mine
The years are passing, my sorry grew, for the loss of my age years, in suffering and torment and disappointments, even in love
The years are passing, I grew up, and my sadness and sorry grew
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Thursday 22/7/2021
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