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Time is Strange
by William S. Cottringer
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.

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Little poem about the strangeness of time

Time is Strange

Yes time is odd,

Slow when I trod,

Fast when it’s past,

More psychological,

Than mechanical;

Never enough,

To do enough,

But equally given,

To use or abuse,

Past, present or future,

To enjoy or worry,

Remember or forget,

Seize or ignore;

But once gone,

Never again here.

There’s really one point—

Live now.

Why?

The future,

Becomes the past,

Very fast,

Within no time at all.

The Prosperity Zone

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Reviewed by Karen Palumbo	11/18/2008

It sure can be fleeting at times. Grab each moment and savor it always.... Be always safe, Karen

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