Endless ages here are well defined
Names in frames though not the same
Silently exclaim as they flip and flutter by
All with a meaning, being, and reason why
And my reply? A laugh, a sigh, a tear or two I cry
Dreams they seem, reflections from my eye
Will or won't the do's and don'ts
Each a piece, a single crease
Fabric released just to see time fly
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