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Hourglass |
3/25/2011
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If you can't make time stand still it's a waste of time. It's like watching grains of sand pass through the hourglass. You can see it happen but can't change the fact that eventually it's going to finish. However, as with an hourglass, once it does finish. All it takes to get going again is a flick of a switch, or to be flipped rather. That's all it takes. Just tiny drops of sand counting time in an hourglass. I want my hourglass to never finish.
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