the cliche of time keeps going over in my mind
back and forth, over and done
only to begin again to replay itself
waiting for another day, another situation
to lock a memory inside my endless creation
of things remade, redone and removed
there's nothing new on this train
just old friends trying to be renewed
they're making their way to find me there
waiting for their arrival, i just sit there and stare
replaying the times of times when i was aware
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