Time ticks forward and never reverse.
The future’s here. No time to rehearse.
Friendships await behind every smile.
Love can be found, but may be awhile.
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Day: August 31, 2018
T.G.I.M.
The weekend is upon us.
But we’re to be apart.
It will be the first time,
since our fateful start.
Time will pass more slowly,
until again we meet.
And a kiss will be our just dessert,
just all the more sweet.
~*~
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