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Time's gentle hand, upon my face
Etches lines, a map of time and space
Each wrinkle tells, a story true
Of laughter, tears, and moments anew

My steps, once swift, now slower pace
My heart, still beats, with a gentle grace
The fire that once, burned bright and bold
Now flickers soft, with a warm, golden hold

I've seen it all, from dawn till night
The world's vast stage, with all its light
I've lived, I've loved, I've laughed, I've cried
And through it all, my soul has grown, and tried

My eyes, once bright, now dimmer shine
But still they see, the beauty that's divine
My voice, once strong, now softer speaks
But still it whispers, the words that my heart seeks

I'm older now, with years gone by
But in my heart, a spark still glows, and sighs
For though my body, may grow old and weak
My spirit remains, and my soul still speaks.
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What about the tune?
I want to know if I know this poem
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👍
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Nice 👍👍
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