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Time Late 70's Or Early 80's

Where does the time go not a man does know it's recorded years of every mans fears like a book of old unsung tales told every action etched upon it's naked breast Where does the book lay that holds all of mans day Who is the one to open all it's contents to display Time is lost to man an unseen one who can See the book and read the lines interpretation to define the ledger of time a record True is stored somewhere not seen by you Writing every deed and word registering thoughts not heard if to deception you should play be thus prepared on it's opening day the book of Truth will have it's say COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC

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