Sense of your touch
Sense of past time
Sense of this feeling
It's momentarily mine
Holding my breath
Holding this time
A few moments? and the?
I hope that yesterday never comes
I prayed this second never leaves
I wish this minute will remain
And tomorrow never came
Every hour that passes
Every second I live in
I'm aware of my present
that I have been given
I hope that yesterday never comes
I prayed this second never leaves
I wish this minute will remain
And tomorrow never came

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