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Days Pass.
Days pass. Time moves on.
Faster than lightning.
As much as we don’t want it to.
People grow, people change.
We move on, we move out.
And the clouds still roll.
Nothing we can do about it.
There is never enough time.
24 hours to get so much done,
and yet, most days we only get a fraction completed.
Not everyday is sunshine and rainbows.
Somedays you have to roll with the punches and realize that
for every sunny day, there are many more cloudy days.
You just have to make the most of the good ones, and
learn to dance in the rain.
There is nothing we can do about it.
Cloudy days will come and go,
make the most of them, and they won’t be as bad.

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