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Feb 2014
We are at a time young and beautiful, balanced between times that pass quietly.
That is the one we take for granted in our youth. Still we are tied to movement toward the future.
It is not static but aggressive and cannot really be ignored.
Try as hard as we can this flow of life cannot be stopped or even slowed.
Everyone could pretend it does not matter but whether in secret or openly we are looking forward to the next hidden chapter in our lives.
Naked we are, with no guarantees, but that time will not last forever on this earth.
Rusty Shuping
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