| ullehaddock Dec 30 | It has come to this, I fear The passing, of another year Reminiscing all, that's done thirty one million five hundred fifty six thousand nine hundred twenty six seconds, all gone Circle closes then takes another turn, my dear Don't wait, it may be too late, ha de Gött! I've been struggling with the last line and I'm not really satisfied. I like to invite you to come up with another last line. Thank you in advance. | | | | You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. | | | | |
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