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		time will pass by like a ship on the sea sometimes slow sometimes fast you're the skipper drifting to my life sometimes slow sometimes fast and now and then I almost drown but everytime there's a rock to climb on to hold on tight and hear your voice...  It will be alright		This poem is written by EVA TOLMAN. She is 16 years old. She appreciates your comment on her poem. Mail: