GROWING OLDER WITH TIME,
WE ARE OFTEN REMINDED OF THE GOOD OLD DAYS,LOVE SONGS, AS WE REMINISE, OF THE JOYS AND THE WONDERS IN OUR LIVES,
THE PAIN SUBSIDE,THEN LAUGHTER EMERG,LIKE A SLEEPING CATERPILLAR INTO A BUTTERFLY,WE TELL STORES OF LOVE AND LOVERS,SEXY SOUL SISTERS,
GROWING OLDER WITH TIME,THOUGHTS OF A BEAUTIFUL, JAZZY MELODY,LIKE A SAXAPHONE BLOWING IN THE DISTANCE OF TIME SO WONDERFUL,YOU CAN FEEL THE MAGIC,
ITS A REMINDER OF LIFE,OH SO PRECIOUS,VIBRANT,SEX,LUST,LOVE, FREEDOM, FRAGIL HEARTS AND DIVINE,MINDS,WITH CREATIVE THOUGHTS OF PASSION,THE SHINING,GLORY OF NEW BEGININGS,
OH GROWING OLDER WITH TIME,LIKE A VELVET ROSE WE STILL CAN SHINE AND FLORISH LIKE THE SUMMER SEASONS, WITH CHANGES AND ALL IT BRINGS, ITS A BLESSING,TO BE ALIVE.TO LOOK UPON THE STARS,
GROWING OLDER WITH TIME,SHARING,CAREING,FEELING, ITS OUR EARTHDAY,SOME SAY BIRTHDAY,BUT ITS A WONDERFUL DAY IN EVERY YEAR, EACH TIME,IT COMES, LOVE FOR OUR FAMILYS AND FRIENDS.
GROWING OLDER WITH TIME, IF I KNEW ,NOW WHAT I KNOW THEN,LET US LIVE AND LET LIVE,GIVE AND RECIEVE THE PLEASURES OF TIME, ITS OUR DESTINY,MAYBE WHO WE ARE.
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