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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