They were in my hand, a whole punch. Suddenly, they started to slip away; like they are running from something, maybe my hot hands, or maybe it got sick of how poorly Ithink of it.
I thought it was me only, but when I checked out the people around me; they all had the same thing going on.
I realized that it's not time that just passes away fast; it is our attitude towards it that makes it pass fast. Am more worried about the days to come, when the month is like a day and NOTHING CAN BE DONE.
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