Time comes and time goes.
The wind blows, the heavens cry.
Time come and time goes.
The flowers blossom, the wither and die.
Time comes and time goes.
The sun rises in the East and falls in the West; all at a moments glance.
Time come and time goes.
While time comes it seems to last an enternity. Only when time goes do I realize how happpy I would be if only time would wait for me.
Time goes and time comes.
The heavens cry, the wind blows
Time goes and time comes.
The flowers that withred and died, now blossoms and thrive.
Time goes and time comes.
The sun falls in the West and rises in the East; all at a moments glance.
Time goes and time comes.
If I could pass along only one secret, it would be to enjoy your time before it becomes your past.
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