Years pass by with beloved ones in happiness,
As if days they were in their briefness,
Came days later of separation from beloved ones,
As if years for their length indeed they were,
Those tenants(of Time) pass away as did those years,
As if the years and the peoples but dream they were.
ps: Lamanya nak menunggu bulan doblas....
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