About Me
The sands of time are slipping to the bottom of the glass For its said in life there comes atime when all good things must pass. And in the end two friends must also go their separateways. Each taking a part of the other that cannot be replaced. And left behind are memoriesoff all the things you've done. In victory and defeat, it always seemed you won. But now youmust be parting, for the road begins for fork. One pathway bears your partner's name, theother has your mark. My advice is treat it carefully and never walk to fast. Face thefuture, live the present, and accept the days that passed. And don't be sad or weary for youstill may be meant to win. Cause further down the highway forked roads often meet again...
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