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Life is but a blink in the eyes of time


Life is but a blink in the eyes of time, time is like the wind. You don't see it but you know its there. You can feel it changing around you and sometimes it can push you around.  But if your feet are grounded in the dirt, you can't be moved. The wind has no control over you unless you let it. So as you go through life, your feet must be grounded and rooted in your morals. So you can grow into the person, you were meant to be. 

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