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He sang I sing

May 30, 2007

He sang

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines

I sing

Every minute is getting longer, lonliness is the guest and I am the host
Plans that always come to a naught and half a paragraph of a half-heartedly typed post.

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