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August 11, 2014
How precious is
the gift of time;
to awaken and know
the day is mine,
to do with as
I choose to dare,
to explore the wonders
that life lays bare.
How precious is
the gift of time;
in equal measure,
both mine and thine,
to use for free
whilst it is there,
for not a second
is there to spare.
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