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Time is precious and a no friend of man. From the rising sun of the dawn, to the creeping clouds of the dusk, the slim fingers of the clock tick.

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Date: 9/13/2016 7:02:00 PM
Time is precious and we will never have that moment ever again - the older i get the quicker time seems to fly:-( hugs jan xx
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