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Nov 2020
Time is a loan
We live every second, with more debt
Our society has locked us in a dungeon
We’re told that we don’t have enough time for things
But why does it matter?
If we don’t even know when we die
Time is limited
We have all the time in the world
Because it’s our time
Not theirs
R L
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R L  17/F
(17/F)   
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