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Moves in one direction Forward it goes on Yet the speed at which it travels Varies yet still travels and never Never is really gone How can it be slowed well That's only a percieved perception Because minute is a minute is a minute And time marches on
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 8:12 PM UTC
Time
Moves in one direction Forward it goes on Yet the speed at which it travels Varies yet still travels and never Never is really gone How can it be slowed well That's only a percieved perception Because minute is a minute is a minute And time marches on
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 8:12 PM UTC
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