One, two, three the stealing steps
It counts and count and knows no end
It brings and take both life and death
It numbers the years of the earth
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Beautifully penned every word. Oh the stealing steps Never know where it go But often steal and go All the very golden memory Until I could feel it so. Oh stealing steps Unknowingly creeps in Fastening all that was mine Leaving behind prominent mark Of soul that had already depart. Well written sir.
1 2 3 put so beautifully I will80 soonly be free but read my MOM'S SMILES before from this Earth PPME does flee