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The Tide of Time

The Tide of Time 


Like the tide that flows

Life's journey goes on and on it goes

Each day we rise and face the sun

Not knowing what the day has won


We strive and struggle every day

To make our dreams come true, come what may

We laugh, we cry, we love, we hate

We celebrate, we mourn, and contemplate


The years fly by, time slips away

And we realize that life is but a fleeting stay

Our memories fade, and our bodies age

But the spirit within us refuses to fade

We look back on the path we've tread

And realize that we've come so far ahead


We've learned and grown, and loved and lost

And realized the true meaning of living in this world, so full of strife

And yet so full of beauty, and of life


For the tide of time will never cease

And we must learn to live in peace

With the knowledge that life will go on

And that we will all, someday, be gone.

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