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Years Have Gone By

Stories From The Victorian Goldfields Collection

By Troy Anthony PlattPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Years Have Gone By by Sir Troy Anthony Platt

Reference: 4826072019

I feel the wind of winter.

I dream of a loving friend.

Now I alone to journey on,

For ten years, she was my friend.

We went out to listen to Celtic musicians,

Afterwards we would have tea,

We watch a movie together,

I played with her cat.

Years have gone by,

Now I am all alone.

I write songs about my life.

On this page is one tear.

I remember the good times,

Now I am not quite sure.

I live by myself now.

I sleep in queen’s size bed.

I farewell my friend.

Dinners by myself.

I go to the pub all by myself.

Farwell my friend.

No more, time together.

This will be my last song for her.

© 2019 COPYRIGHT TROY ANTHONY PLATT,

G.P.O. BOX 340 BELLAAWOOD CFI-007,

BALLARAT, VICTORIA, AUSTRALIA 3350

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Troy Anthony Platt

Im a creative producer looking for cast and crew to join me on my journey to fame and glory

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