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The past The future Now What is time really- You can't put your finger on it Its never constant Slow Steady Speeding It does what it wants Whether you waste it Or savour it Or try make it work for you. It is all the same, and yet never quite.
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 7:46 PM UTC
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The past The future Now What is time really- You can't put your finger on it Its never constant Slow Steady Speeding It does what it wants Whether you waste it Or savour it Or try make it work for you. It is all the same, and yet never quite.
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 7:46 PM UTC
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