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The Lost Generation

Know me, for I am unknown, and misunderstand me, for a paradox is sown, and the seeds of time, on which we've grown, are as false as the clocks, we create to be shown.

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Date: 2/26/2011 9:32:00 PM
Oh, this is deep. '...and the seeds of time, on which we've grown, are as false as the clocks we create...' well! Thanks for sharing this gem. Always, Annalise
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