TIMELESS
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MatureOngoing12m
Last published Sun, Mar 25, 2018
Two figures that have been described for centuries in a range of cultures.
Mother Nature- a beautiful female of which always has her tender eyes over the world. But how did she get to be mother of the earth? What's it like?
And Time? What is he like? No one's ever met him, no one's ever seen him nor talked to him.
Except her.....
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