Time Tends to Make the Biggest Problems Small
The Blooming Bright Star of Belle Isle.
|Time tends to make the biggest problems
It heals the bitterest and deepest wound.
There is no pain, no agony at all
That Time won't turn into some sweet, sad tune.
So let Time take you as a river
When you are young, your choices wait
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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