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Jan 2014
life is like a clock it goes round and round
seconds into minutes until a day is found
months turn into years as the days go by
we keep ticking on till the day we die
like a clock we live we keep going on
until the end of time and our time has gone
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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