Like a river’s flow, time keeps rolling on,
You can’t touch the water, it’s already gone,
Each moment that passes, a lesson learned,
In the depths of our hearts, the fire still burns.
Time’s a fickle friend, it never stands still,
We chase after shadows, yet it bends our will.
The sun sets golden on the waters wide,
While time keeps moving, we can only ride.
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