January 20, 2011
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I see moments the we will never again live.
We can't go back.
We can't go forward.
No matter how hard we try, we can't stop it.
Or speed it up.
Or slow it down.
Altering it is like trying to change directions on a one-way street.
Everyone is trapped in its bonds of servitude.
It doesn't stop, or wait for anyone.
It shows no respect or mercy.
Everyone knows it.
Everyone follows it.
It is life.
It is death.
It is inevitable.
It is a slap in the face.
It never fails to pull you back o reality.
It slips away without notice.
It stops for nothing.
It is time.

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