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time what a mystery i can stare at a clock for hours but this week it went so fast i can't remember what color shirt i wore last monday i can't remember the person i talked to on tuesday it's only been a couple days but at the very same time i feel like last year was yesterday and yesterday was last year they say time flies and oh it flew but isn't time just a way to keep track of how long we've been alive and how long we have left i mean we never know for sure and sometimes things happen that aren't quite fair but we'll always have time and it'll always be a mystery
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May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 9:35 AM UTC
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time what a mystery i can stare at a clock for hours but this week it went so fast i can't remember what color shirt i wore last monday i can't remember the person i talked to on tuesday it's only been a couple days but at the very same time i feel like last year was yesterday and yesterday was last year they say time flies and oh it flew but isn't time just a way to keep track of how long we've been alive and how long we have left i mean we never know for sure and sometimes things happen that aren't quite fair but we'll always have time and it'll always be a mystery
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May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 9:35 AM UTC
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