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We are born, time allotted as desired it is drawn our time is dissipating. This balance of time we cannot know its use, for our pleasure. In youth, without care Adolescents, impulsively into adulthood flowing freely. We show distain for time, is on our side ignorant of its fading. One day it appears awareness, realization as with youth, time is fading. This account of time without much warning will draw to its term one day. Remember each morning make the best of your balance time is dear, time is fleeting.
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 10:40 AM UTC
Time
We are born, time allotted as desired it is drawn our time is dissipating. This balance of time we cannot know its use, for our pleasure. In youth, without care Adolescents, impulsively into adulthood flowing freely. We show distain for time, is on our side ignorant of its fading. One day it appears awareness, realization as with youth, time is fading. This account of time without much warning will draw to its term one day. Remember each morning make the best of your balance time is dear, time is fleeting.
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Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 10:40 AM UTC
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