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Jul 2022
Cast out into the unknown.
Or just another day or night.
Living
with time being something one can not save.
As it comes and goes.
With the sun by day moon by night.
Yet
it's how we spend our time.
That's
what counts the most.
Barry
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Barry  48/M/New Zealand
(48/M/New Zealand)   
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