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Michael Champion

Though time is never ending, there never seems to be enough of it.

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Being Me

On and on it goes and in the process time treads rough shod over us all x

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Daria Flanagan

Yep it’s one thing we can never get back, things can only get better with Time, onwards and upwards  ?

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