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Oct 2015
Way back in my youth,
I looked at "Time" as my friend,
Now, I'm not so sure.
Every "Older Person" I've ever known always lamented how
fleeting Time is.Β Β Now I get it.
Written by
Stephen E Yocum  M/North Western Oregon
(M/North Western Oregon)   
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