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Aug 2015
There is nothing as precious as time
That changes at the toss of a dime
For who is to know
When push comes to show
If it is time that causes regret
If it is time that makes us forgive and forget
If it is time that makes us realize solitude
If it is hard times that makes us appreciate gratitude
If it is time that makes little precision
More valueable than tremendous demolition.
Written by
Carlile Salvadore  Trinidad
(Trinidad)   
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