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Time

We all have everything else under control; Except the time we want We lose or use it Either morning or night; Or birth till death So make wise use of it Time doesn't die at all, It flys away into thin air Leaving us empty just to pity; And counting on time is stupidity So make good use of it, For you to benefit.
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Written by
mide
14 / F / Lagos
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Written by
mide
14 / F / Lagos
Published
Oct 7, 2020
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#time#control#want#lose#use#morning#night#birth#death#wise
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