By Christian Adriel Tan (26S07B)
Where’d all the time go?
Where’d All the Time Go, Dr. Dog
It’s starting to fly
See how the hands go
Waving goodbye
Nostalgia is strange. It slips in unannounced, often in the softest pauses — between breaths, between thoughts — and suddenly, the past feels nearer than the present. Time never tells you when it is about to slip through your fingers.
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