time.

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it's that time again... Everyone leaves and I'm left alone. Time is not the kindest and is no respecter of persons. Sometimes I think time must really have something out to get me. I never can get on times side. He always is early or leaving me right before my eyes. Something happen to him the other day.

He left my life as well...

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