The moving finger writes
And having writ, moves on
You can't hold back the clock
It just ticks on and on
The moving finger writes
And having writ, moves on
So treasure memories
For what is gone is gone
And though you may sweat and strife
Don't you know it's great just to be alive?
Soโฆ
Make every moment count
Rejoice with every dawn
The moving finger writes
And having writ, moves on.
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