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Time
Contributed by
Ssorko
on
Tuesday, 5th April 2011 @ 10:35:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Time ticks For all we know It means nothing But to many All that sails is time For no man or woman Can prevent oneself From the consuming ways of it No longer it stays hidden, around the darkened corners It seeks the righteous, and reveals the lazy Yet it always understands Whom to tease upon For they know nothing about it.
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Ssorko
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2011-04-05 22:35:49] (Date/Time posted on
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