Our Times Are Going
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Peter S. Quinn
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Our times are going
into a golden dust,
memories glowing
of days and trust.
Flowing into past
dreams once true,
so much gets lost
that once was new.
Our times are going
for nothing will stay,
existence growing
in a moment's play.
We have our time
and then it's gone,
growth in its prime
but life goes on and on.
Our times are here
running steady through,
dreams everywhere
for me and for you.
Let your hope go high
find your destiny,
the time passes by
what will be will be.
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