All Grow With Time
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All grow with time,
The mountain, the sand,
The sky, the light,
The road, the water.
But I am here
With you, dear,
Without any change.
With the words
All fall on this earth,
But never my love,
Never the truth.
On each pages of time,
Let me write the love,
Let me fix the valve.
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