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“Change”

The only thing permanent in this world is change

Yeah, it’s ironic, really strange

People leave, time passes, memories fade, plants wither

Even the definitions of change decipher.

Change doesn’t mean ‘to forget’

Maybe just ‘to change into someone or something better’ I bet

There’s a way to stop the change of everything

The only way is to do nothing.

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