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Time

10 minutes….

Time is a strange thing.  It can change and twist and destroy.

9 minutes….

It ticks away slowly and once it is gone, it can never come back.

8 minutes….

Many people don’t see time as precious.

7 minutes….

But what they don’t realize is that once their time has run out, there is no getting it back.

6 minutes….

Time cannot be reversed.  Time cannot be regained.

5 minutes….

Time is a bottomless pit.  You will continue falling for eternity, never able to go back, and never ending.

4 minutes….

Time continues to tick.

3 minutes….

Tick….tock….tick….tock.

2 minutes….

Life is short.  Tick….tock.

1 minute….


Times up

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