All things must pass.
She new it was true.
Time marches on.
The cliche was earnest.
There is no going back,
no rewinding the clock,
no return to ways of yore,
the cat was out of the bag,
the curiosity sated,
the glorious future arrived
men were like children
the lady wore trousers.
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