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Time is a measure of where you have been Where you are going and when you were seen Its a friend to your journey a remimder of place A pull on the heart strings when thoughts are misplaced So time is of essence! For you dont hold it at all It just moves beside you, no becon no call.
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Sep 15, 2013
Sep 15, 2013 at 4:01 PM UTC
Time past time alone
Time is a measure of where you have been Where you are going and when you were seen Its a friend to your journey a remimder of place A pull on the heart strings when thoughts are misplaced So time is of essence! For you dont hold it at all It just moves beside you, no becon no call.
MichealWolf
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Sep 15, 2013
Sep 15, 2013 at 4:01 PM UTC
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