Falling around the people who walk by in a hurry
It whispers in their ears and taps on their shoulders
Just a polite reminder that you're still growing older
Pretty soon it's shouting with anger like the thunder
Those who are lonely are left to scutter asunder
Left to face the years contemplating their blunder
While love looks for a victim who still has that child like wonder.
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