I ran across an old friend of mine...
and we started talking..about old times...
We talked about the way..
things use to be...
back when we were young..
and our hearts were free...
All of the plans we made..
we somehow left behind...
and the dreams we had...
faded away in time...
for fate took its direction...
as though it knew the way...
and then without a warning...
we lost our yesterdays...
and now today..I take a look...
at how our lives have changed...
what was our biggest hopes and dreams...
became so dis-arranged
and looking back.. I can't believe...
how fast the time has flown...
we..the yesterdays children...
are today.. those children.. grown.
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