As a former writer I feel like I'm in a foreign land, can only say the most basic things.
Maybe in time.
Maybe in time.
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Time treats us like strangers every day. Though in many ways that is a wonderful thing. It reminds us that we can not change the past, and have no control of the future...Therefore time becomes a new friend every day. Art and words are the languages of friendship that Time understands, and they are eternal...Just food for thought.
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