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What Is Time?
The sound of time is one thing you can't ignore
Every tick of a second echo's to nowhere
Time rules the planet earth
It’s the symbolic bomb ready to blow away
There is no stopping it
There is no pausing it
There is no red or blue wires to cut
It goes on as life does
Time is a clock where things get stored
People are too busy to notice every second
They’re too much of ...
Saturday 11th October 2014 6:45 pm
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