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| Time is ever marching on. Wonder where the years have gone. Seems like only yesterday That the children came to play. Now the grandkids take their place. Every one with smiling face. If the years were filled with grief We would beg for some relief! Time would drag and never end! We'd be looking for a friend. Praise the Lord we hear no cries And for us the time still flies. | ||
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