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Do we not see? How the time is slipping, Like sand through our fingers? We try to stop it, Closing our hands into fists, Hoping it won't escape through the holes.
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 12:59 PM UTC
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Do we not see? How the time is slipping, Like sand through our fingers? We try to stop it, Closing our hands into fists, Hoping it won't escape through the holes.
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 12:59 PM UTC
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