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May 2015
Lines of time
on your body and on the ground
they do not allow you to rewind

tomorrow is today
yesterday has come and gone away

time will never be your friend
it is a simple representation of the beginning and the end

time is not what you make it, but what it makes of you
cass
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cass  20/F/canada
(20/F/canada)   
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