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Written in stone, with sweat, with hope, maybe once pride. Gone now.... but all in all a small wheel in a lapse of time. Has it ever been noticed? Who cares.....

Reluctantly you open your eyes to face the Here and Now. Fading. Swiftly like an arrow.... Stopped dead in its track stands the past in eternety.



Beggar's Opera, Time machine..... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JInm8VwrWPo

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