The years have sped to the past
The faces I knew have passed
And they are all long gone
To a world where all are wan
And see-through like flimsy silk
Where there’s a lot of their ilk
I think of ones I have known
And how the loved ones have flown
Into this world they've amassed
And my mind becomes aghast
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