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Mar 2012
Time slipped away.
Yes this day.
Time just slipped away.
In a panic!
I asked myself.
Where has the time gone.
In an instant.
Time replied.
Man your thinking.

It just dyed.

I was not impressed.
But time told me so.
Time looked at me.
And, I hated him.
Then, with a grin.
I told him, this time sort of something.

What man?

He did say.
You are so drunk.
This night will go away.

Maybe Time Has told Me.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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