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Yesterdays

so many come and go

Pass so quickly before we know

Time is of the essence or so they say

To make the most of today

Time is all but lost

Looking back, yesterday, at what cost

Regrets presume blues

The pictures and reviews

Acts or omission, never to be known

One-sided conversations, words postponed

Love so deep and run so far

Never to return, a fallen star

New beginnings, a brand-new day

Sun shines bright and shows the way

Carpe diem

Brand-new yesterdays

Much Love Much Life