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Oct 2014
How strange,
Time is.

Motion passing,
Yet there is,
No beginning,
No ending,
Speed or slow,
Manipulative or naive,
We can never control.

The only thing,
We possess in time,
To use it foolishly or wisely,
Is,
Now.
farahD
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