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A trip forward to the future- a blast back to the past! We loath to sit and wonder- how time will go so fast. At first we all were children- playing In the grass. Everything so Innocent- oh, how Time seems to pass! Then we learn the evils- from the sinners of this world! They taint us and they shape us- till our goodness can’t be heard. But then in the end we see- how good is the best choice of all. We all then see our actions- could one day make us fall!
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