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the sundial sits on a piece of stone telling time all alone reads the sun has it moves round with the shadows without a sound it tells the time upon its face never wrong or out of place telling time with shadows cast all alone as time goes past it does not move it does not rock a work of art thats natures clock.
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Mar 5, 2010
Mar 5, 2010 at 9:27 AM UTC
the sundial
the sundial sits on a piece of stone telling time all alone reads the sun has it moves round with the shadows without a sound it tells the time upon its face never wrong or out of place telling time with shadows cast all alone as time goes past it does not move it does not rock a work of art thats natures clock.
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Mar 5, 2010
Mar 5, 2010 at 9:27 AM UTC
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