The Most Precious Gift You Can Give
Split a hair, the blink of an eye
Is that the difference between life and the moment when you die?
No matter how hard you try you will never beat time
A minute is a long time when you're waiting to die
A minute seems like nothing at all when your good times are high
The mind plays with time as the years go by
Time is a record of the secrets of your life
Giving time is the most precious gift you can give in your life
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