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What is time


Time is something we wish would pass faster but we want it back when we run out of it. time is something that we all take for granted because at the moment we believe have so much of it. But in the end we wish we had a machine to give us all our time back. Time is like sour patch kids, it's Sour,Sweet,Gone, Time is sour because when it's Friday at school and all you can think about is getting out of there to go out with your friends for another Friday night. Time is sweet when you are out with your friends having fun,cracking jokes and making memories that will stay with you forever! Time is gone when you are sitting in a hospital bed hair turned gray, surrounded by doctors and nurses . Knowing that this is the last thing you will see.

 

 

 
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mckinleyq
<p>so true</p>

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