O leave behind a memory that will forever last.
These moments flee on wings of gold
to an ever hungry past.
The present is a moment grasped
but something we can't hold.
For it glides beyond the sunset
on those fleeting wings of gold.
In a world that's filled with sorrows,
joys and happiness sublime,
Life is but a grain of sand
on the endless voids of time.
So leave behind a memory
for the future to unfold.
As you glide beyond the sunset
on those fleeting wings of gold
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