Time is going so fast,
Today will soon become our past.
I don't know how much this all will last,
But I know what I must.
We shall see who will be the winner,
But now for my feelings,I am killer.
We shall see who will feel lost,
This is actually what people like most.
Time is going so fast,
We even don't try to chase.
We all will turn to dust!
No matter how many days.
We'll see what will be in the end,
Now,I feel there is nothing I can't.
But when power is gone away,
Maybe,I will start to pray.
Dust
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