Time Wears Your Heart On Its Sleeve
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Time wears your heart on its sleeve,
And age with your face, can't deceive;
Beauty and charm, the gift to disarm-
As years pass, your assets will leave.
Grace bears your form on its back,
When troubles and pains do attack;
When love, as a friend, and patience attend-
You will hardly notice the lack.
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