Time flys
My past is in the past,
my future is unknown,
my present is today.
As it flys by time picks
speed, or is it just me.
Time is a just a
small dash on
a grave-
stone.
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I have traveled to many places in America and visit most of it states. I have also be to Canada and Mexico, to help the kids there. Reading books is what I do in my spare time because I love reading.
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