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#finer
*The closer to christmas the more chaos We get wrapped up in making treats and buying gifts and watching movies* *We wish the days would  fly faster and get to the 25 but each day belongs to be treasured and not be rushed and thrown away And strewn across the floor forever forgotten * *And by the time you try to remember a detail of the day *It is gone in a  wise since you rushed through it not caring about the details or the small things *Time is precious like fine china but weaves a web finer than human eye can see Don't let it slip through your fingers for the dice our rolled the moves are played The people are moved coming closer to the end *Don't rush through life in hustle and bustle for enjoying the small things *in life are truly pleasures *
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Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 5:47 PM UTC
Time is finer than any thread
I become gluttonous on solitude, the way a person luxuriates in furs and silk, Italian leather, diamond rings. The finer things. What can possibly be finer than silence?
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Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 11:33 AM UTC
I become gluttonous