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Dec 31. 2025
You can spend me, but you can't hold me tight, I'm always moving from morning to night. Too long for a moment, too short for a day. Not in the present, I fade as I stay.
Dec 31. 2025
You can spend me, but you can't hold me tight, I'm always moving from morning to night. Too long for a moment, too short for a day. Not in the present, I fade as I stay.