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Jun 2013
What is time?
We all have it.
Some, more than others.
But we all have the same.
11:23
Or, at least here.
We all run out.
We all have too much.
No one has enough.
The more you take, the better it is.
You can give it to people.
Can you take it away?
It goes like lightning.
Does it come?
Do we share time?
Do we have our own?
Can we travel in it?
So many things.
But what...
Is it?
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