IT IS A DAY, WHICH HAS PASSED AWAY
IT WILL NEVER AGAIN SAY
THAT I WILL COME ANOTHER DAY
IT IS A WEEK, WHICH HAS GONE VERY QUICK
IT WILL NEVER AGAIN SPEAK
THAT I WILL COME ANOTHER DAY
IT IS A MONTH, WHICH HAS GONE
IT WILL NEVER AGAIN RECITE
THAT I WILL COME ANOTHER DAY
IT IS A YEAR WHICH HAS GONE FOREVER
IT WILL NEVER AGAIN UTTER
THAT I WILL COME ANOTHER DAY
IT IS A LITTLE TIME WHICH I HAVE LOST
WRITING THIS POEM,
THIS LOST TIME WILL NEVER AGAIN COME AND SAY
THAT I WLL COME ANOTHER DAY.
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