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By jo petty Submitted by aparajita Date: 2003 Mar 06 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.06.19.49.13007]] |
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The clock of life is wound but once, And no man has the power to tell Just when the hands will stop At late or early hour. Now is the only time you own: Live, love, toil with a will, Place no faith in tomorrow; For the clock may then be still. ucheatedme... i see your pain and feel you need reminding that there is a better tomorrow, you just need to be looking forward to it, the past does not have what you are seeking. |